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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="http://www.slate.com/discuss/utility/FeedStylesheets/rss.xsl" media="screen"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"><channel><title>XX Factor</title><link>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/2175222/ShowForum.aspx</link><description>XX Factor</description><dc:language>en</dc:language><generator>CommunityServer 2.1 SP2 (Build: 61120.2)</generator><item><title>Re: This week’s featured poem in Slate:  “That kind of man”</title><link>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2982269.aspx</link><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 02:48:35 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8e55aff1-63ee-4857-a1e9-69fccb83d317:2982269</guid><dc:creator>tsukuhara@hotmail.com</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2982269.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=2175222&amp;PostID=2982269</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;P&gt;Oh how pretty we write over here.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;All hail the porkulus by the way!&lt;/P&gt;</description></item><item><title>Re: This week’s featured poem in Slate:  “That kind of man”</title><link>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2901869.aspx</link><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 18:43:39 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8e55aff1-63ee-4857-a1e9-69fccb83d317:2901869</guid><dc:creator>HAP</dc:creator><slash:comments>0</slash:comments><comments>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2901869.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=2175222&amp;PostID=2901869</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;A href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uHM7lOly00" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-uHM7lOly00&lt;/A&gt;</description></item><item><title>Re: This week’s featured poem in Slate:  “That kind of man”</title><link>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2898283.aspx</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2009 21:28:00 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8e55aff1-63ee-4857-a1e9-69fccb83d317:2898283</guid><dc:creator>Foobs</dc:creator><slash:comments>1</slash:comments><comments>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2898283.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=2175222&amp;PostID=2898283</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;p&gt;The Cliff Notes of love he's devoured&lt;br&gt;many thin, yellow scripts has he scoured;&lt;br&gt;one book's all I need,&lt;br&gt;I'll attentively read&lt;br&gt;and be sweet when the surface has soured! &lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>This week’s featured poem in Slate:  “That kind of man”</title><link>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2878557.aspx</link><pubDate>Thu, 11 Jun 2009 15:52:25 GMT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">8e55aff1-63ee-4857-a1e9-69fccb83d317:2878557</guid><dc:creator>HAP</dc:creator><slash:comments>2</slash:comments><comments>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/thread/2878557.aspx</comments><wfw:commentRss>http://www.slate.com/discuss/forums/commentrss.aspx?SectionID=2175222&amp;PostID=2878557</wfw:commentRss><description>&lt;P&gt;At least that was how I read it.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;It was called &lt;A href="http://www.slate.com/id/2219634/" target="_blank"&gt;“In the Café” by Louise Gluck&lt;/A&gt; (pronounced “Glick”, I am told, with two dots above the “u” – that I am unhappily unable to reproduce due to a lack of technical knowledge).&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Two Poems Fray regulars received big well deserved checky thingy’s, Bottomfish and Mary Ann.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I am meditating on the poem practicing mono no aware – in wabi sabi fashion. I am currently contemplating the enjambment in the final stanza…&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;He's himself in these moments, not pieces of the &lt;B&gt;women&lt;/B&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;he's slept with&lt;/B&gt;. He enters their lives as you enter a dream,&lt;BR&gt;without volition, and he lives there as you live in a dream,&lt;BR&gt;however long it lasts. And in the morning, you &lt;B&gt;remember&lt;BR&gt;nothing &lt;/B&gt;of the dream at all, nothing at all.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;…enjoying a hot cup of coffee and that first cigarette.&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;I wrote a limerick about the male character in this poem. It took me a really long time, but I worked really hard and practiced; I hope you like it:&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;I&gt;Let me get back on point&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;In Ireland we’d know how to handle this dog&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;He trifles with lassies, my God, what a hog&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;That swine, why we’ll give’em a roast’in&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;(Part of me wants to give’em a toast’in)&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;&lt;I&gt;We’d run that dog out of this town on a log&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt; &lt;/P&gt;
&lt;P&gt;Now, I am going to listen to a happy little number by Mel Torme that always makes me smile and try to have a productive day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qes03KocZr8&lt;/P&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>