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Thomas Thurman May 2010
Remember all the old familiar faces?
Helvetica's the nicest of the lot.
Gill Sans and Johnston take the second places;
It seems as though the serif has been shot.
Verdana has its own intrinsic glories;
The fairest text that ever left my desk
Was set in these-- for essays or for stories.
But using them for sonnets?  That's grotesque.
   And gravestones are a special case as well:
   A mortal lack of serif fonts would be
   A certain kind of typographic hell
   With Comic Sans for all eternity.
In death, the Roman lettering is best.
May flights of serifs sing thee to thy rest.
Not the most serious thing I've ever written.
Quitterie May 2018
Don't worry ‘bout me: I have a nice panga,
A pretty assegai, a Chukchi yaranga,
And I can start fire with some thin tiny twigs
By touching them a bit with my fishnet stockings.

In the Atlas I tamed the last of the lions;
In the Ngorongoro cheetahs feared my irons;
In the Rocky Mountains I made all grizzlies pant;
And in Tamil Nadu tigers purred in my hand.

‘Cuz for kisses, it’s true: I do never resist,
And every man I like, I track him on the pist,
I find him and ******, and finally kiss him.

As for peeled vultures though, hillbilly noisy dogs,
******* or green mambas, stinky naughty warthogs:
I do always cook them but never embrace them...

Read by Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth :
Please note: In the link address, the word "UNDERSCORE" (2x) has to be replaced by the typographic sign of the underscore (Alt+095).

https://www.cjoint.com/doc/18UNDERSCORE05/HEzhgrx8p4AUNDERSCOREIn-love-in-the.mp3
irinia Nov 2015
Who is silent now, who speaks?
To whom?
Cinches of lead stifle the lungs
in long typographic nights.
Then beyond. On the blue, chymic flight.
In the space between words, in the fluid and phosphorescent body,
in the eternal field of alien light.

(The dawn which comes. Watery dawn in the diencephalon.
Red triangles dead center in the pupil of our time.
A continuous buzzing upon our tympanums. Excited
thoughts, irritated senses.
And no one comes here, to the utmost floor.
We're not afraid. We've got sharp blades
of steel, of silver, of copper. Delicate necks,
strong nails. Soul fully
at anyone's disposal.)

Who is silent now, who speaks?
And to whom?

Liviu Antonesei
*translated by Adam J. Sorkin and Ioana Ieronim
I can't figure out
if I'm supposed to be
an oddball Eros-laced
poetic artist of sorts

this revolutionary
evolution redesigner
with wake-the-****-up
typographic punches

or a sower of seedlings
via silly rhymes scheming
with wacked-out visualizations
for story-time imaginations
to mold future generations

ideally,
I want to do all three...

praying for the mind
time and energy
to manifest all
I can
Be

(including
rocking the ****
outta this day job
that's molding me
into a better model
who knows how to float
merrily upon her dreams
obsoleting false me)

*happythankUmoreplease
Johnny Noiπ Nov 2018
"The song of Igor of the White Church was devoted to enlightening the Venetian elderly women." The Corinthians were the six major services provided by officials under John Fausten. In History and at Home and in her first "Faust" on Health in a book about John Faust written by an anonymous German writer published in Johann (1540-1623) and in Frankfurt in 1587 is the main tower of the history of Doctor Faust, Pie Marlowe, Goethe and Faust in the work of the Council according to their works by Robert Schumann and John D. Titless' History of the Phoenix, a book written that it seems that in the last half century there were 16 Fausts (1568-81) this is with this book published in Nuremberg at the house of John of Paris in 1587. Since then the most famous is AEshcol Valley, eventually the publication which was released in September 1587 it was reprinted a year later and more than after a while they are out of date Faust, like most older people, many of the ****** stories become familiar with Faust's name when sparks mention theological typographic beans and Luterius 1587 was very religious and painful. the Christian Reader reader played so well from one end. That he is now found in a large part of the printed error. The handwritten versions of G Eric *******were finally printed in 1960 in the Winter Carl Speed ​​Press, 1996. John Faustus University of Illinois 1965. "The Church of Leachaion, the Church of Africa to free the money." Aphrodite is a little taller at the end of the matter she says that 1 ... Piraeus broke the bathroom envelope in 1 ... 1 and 1 lost for the holidays which Congrected Friday by Aghia Sotira especially in literature 1, 64: 1: 64: 64: 64: 64: 2 Stefanos destroys but does not collapse the church's 40-story 240 GBH is in the fifth order of the Acropolis of Corinth and Corinthians, the Romans threw new products, the city t 23-2377 m 10 26 1,900 m - 3.10 33 37 (9) 2 hours, 10 minutes 10 minutes 270 51 7 NC) Mic (8) 900 Hitloc C oorocation, 12.2, 50: 7: 7, km / 2600-9 April 1, prostitutes and played 4 minutes and 50 minutes 5 - (8) 507 50, my daughter 8, 507 (1790) 1900 1950 8:40, 80 minutes, 50 minutes, 5 minutes, 1964 411 musicians, 20 minutes Minutes, 10 minutes, 50 50, 50 , 50, 50 minutes and 6: 1000 (2) 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50, 50 64 64 117 bar to 240, 50 minutes, 21 October 1964 1600 964 1240 1964 2000 26)! ! ! From April 1 to April 5, 3:50 Brazil, 50, 50, 50 and 70 minutes (5), California, 50:50 to 50:50 (50) 2 hours, 64 minutes and 12,270 soldier support friday. Nature 377, 3, 8-33), 900-8) and 3 year old American men 1,964 miles per hour 50hg 896 391 2600 9 (50) 250m / 1g 7hG 8 hours, 12 musical instruments. There is another species that is also his mother, day and night, the green and black girls and the black of the Three Kingdoms on the east coast of Africa from Europe and old Russia and the water of progressives. The flow of blood is the Italian colors of the Italian colors. George gave him his songs. However, the Greek is cool blue and gold. The pure silver. In my life, until eleven years ago, the end of July. Kenya is a uranium mine field.
James Floss Dec 2018
Wake up!
I’m awake.
No you’re not!
Slap!

Wake up!
Am I dreaming?
No I’m not.
I’m awake.

My dream:
I’m slapped awake.
By someone not her.
A dream begins:

Coruscating typographic glyphs
Leaves retreating
Roots descending
Tarmac glimpsed

Wake up!
I am/not awake
Wheels down
Then up again

Not awake
No landing
Still ascending
Still plummeting

Wake up!
Which is the dream?
Awake/asleep?
Slap me.
Eshwara Prasad Sep 2020
Typographic errors can be edited
but not uttered words!

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