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The RPPS
The Rockaway Park Philosophical Society was formed in 1971
by three friends the Dean, the Lord Baron, and the Mentor,
with the purpose of encouraging the spead of uselful ideas.
In 1977 the Society was incorporated and added its
Lord Presidentwhom, the society declared, restored to the family's Sommersett
titles forfeit in the reign of Edward VI.
The Society recognizes no titles of distiction save its own.
The Society actively promotes
American culture sponcering its
own School of National Philosophy to expound the Fullosia
the summation of true knowledge and urges adoption of a
national tongue, to wag in the forums of the world.
The Society as it did in its infancy promotes
exchange of ideas in its undertaking to espablish
the union of true intellects who have awakened from
the superficial placidity of the
politically correct world.
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Janet McCannSubj: Housekeeping: A Necessary Good Janet McCann Biography: Journals publishing my poems include KANSAS QUARTERLY, PARNASSUS, NIMROD, SOUWESTER, NEW YORK QUARTERLY, TENDRIL, POETRY AUSTRALIA and McCALL’S. Have won three chapbook contests, sponsored by Pudding Publications, Chimera Connections and Franciscan University Press. A 1989 NEA Creative Writing Fellowship winner, I have taught at Texas A&M University since 1969. Have co-edited two anthologies, ODD ANGELS OF HEAVEN (1944) and PLACE OF PASSAGE (now in press with Story Line.) Most recent Book: LOOKING FOR BUDDHA IN THE BARBED WIRE GARDEN (Avission, 1996).
The Dean wrote:
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Janet McCann
HOUSKEEPING
she can’t keep it clean and the dust is on everything a fine silt like in the poem about Office Supplies, but she is home. and she thinks, perhaps the dust is the surface, there’s no use cleaning, and she throws the front door wide, suddenly hoping to surprise a freshness in the air, but the dust always gets there first, rushing outside and settling on the soft leaves of the roses, the pittisporum, the purple sage, the tender petals of lilacs.
NOW AND THEN
now and then you have a Big Idea comes stumbling through your open door a young man with an eager glowing face he’s named something like Przbyshawski not often and it won’t last Przbyshawski is hard-working A real Horatio Alger type But this is not his world and he gets old before your eyes the saw lies behind the half-built cabin, he sleeps under a tree, snores issue from his lips like smoke rings and you’d lie down with him there elbow him into listless converse but there’s the doorbell here comes somebody
CAT HAIKU
With a cat you learn Never to tap your toes to Music, because - ow ! * She’s such a thief, says Katy, as a swift striped paw Snatches her bacon. * Leap for a beetle ! In the suburbs only such Dull and tasteless prey ! * ‘Chinng’ is the sound made By sharp slaws hitting a ball On the Christmas tree. * Powdery tinkle: Christmas ball shatters to dust On tile floor. Run, Cat ! |
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