Read here my parsing of ambiguous bathroom provisions in North Carolina's HB-2 and the immediate need to repeal the flawed statute in light of further imminent threatened boycotts of the state.
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Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Parsing Babble in North Carolina's HB-2 and Calling Out the Need for Immediate Repeal
Read here my parsing of ambiguous bathroom provisions in North Carolina's HB-2 and the immediate need to repeal the flawed statute in light of further imminent threatened boycotts of the state.
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Tuesday, June 28, 2016
Witch of Endor's Double Sonnets: I Accept No Words for Me Except My Own (Addition to "The Apology Box")
Witch Of Endor’s Double Sonnets
I.
I can't deny that I've known sorcery.
Men's words have cast their spells transforming me
Into a "witch" through verbal alchemy
Purporting to change essences of me.
I am a medium I will admit
But there's no shame or villainy in it.
How can it be an evil if I lend
A tongue to Heaven? Hypocrites
defend
The man who does the same when they declare
A "prophet" in their midst though they would tear
A woman into shreds who has the gift--
Unless of course a woman is more swift
In raising Samuel's ghost when trembling men
Must see it quick. It's right to
use her then.
II.
At men's request I raised up Samuel's ghost
That wore white veils across its sunken head
And mouth: "Saul and his sons will soon be dead!"
Saul blanched and swooned. Now done with Samuel's ghost,
Men scorned my charity. Not needed more,
I was a witch again good men abhor
And suffer not to live--though oddly men
Who have such powers are most godly men.
Men scorned my charity. Not needed more,
I was a witch again good men abhor
And suffer not to live--though oddly men
Who have such powers are most godly men.
I spat upon their terms, spat out my own,
And recognized no languages where few
And recognized no languages where few
Monopolize all prophets for themselves
In "piety" no doubt attempting to
Monopolize all profits for themselves.
I accept no words for me except my own.
In "piety" no doubt attempting to
Monopolize all profits for themselves.
I accept no words for me except my own.
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Cyrus and Esther (Additions to the Apology Box)
Cyrus
The Great’s Proof
It’s wrong to disown
any family.
We must be fair in
hospitality
To every member. We
may not despise
Another made in
Heaven’s image. Wise
Ones know the
converse would be blasphemy.
We had to
unify. No boundary
Is moral. Even Hebrews now are free
To come back in the
fold, to realize
It’s wrong to disown
any family.
Death can’t destroy
your Image. Unity
Has to survive the
grave and cannot be
Extinguished. Live and dead must still comprise
A common brood. We specters therefore rise
To meet you knowing
that you will agree
It’s wrong to disown
any family.
Esther's Sonnet
There’s bravery
that’s physical in bed,
That’s cousin to the
field of battle’s. I
Burned with such
valor from the day I wed
Another by whose
whim I’d live or die.
I passed, had spies,
laid trenches in the sheet.
I suffered the
assaults but never gave
A true
surrender. I held till defeat
Had closed the enemy
within his grave
With my
assistance. There’s no felony
In war’s attack, in
what I had to do.
There are no lies or
whores in battle. We
Have heroes or we’ve
cowards--just the two.
This star of Esther stayed though others fell:
By name, the heavens
are where Esthers dwell.
© Harold Anthony Lloyd 2016
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