Showing posts with label Patrick Whie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Patrick Whie. Show all posts
Saturday, April 9, 2011
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- AS THE EVENING PORTENDS TOWARD ITS MORE OCCULT PR...
- THE EVENING DEEPENS INTO THE LEES OF ITS MORDANCY
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About Me
- PATRICK WHITE
- FORMER POET LAUREATE FOR THE CITY OF OTTAWA, I HAVE PUBLISHED MANY BOOKS AND POEMS OVER THE LAST FORTY-THREE YEARS. WORK TRANSLATED INTO FOUR LANGUAGES. WINNER OF SEVERAL SIGNIFICANT AWARDS, BUT CONSIDER MYSELF ONLY AS GOOD AS MY NEXT POEM OR PAINTING.
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- Patrick White carrying the Olympic flame. (1)
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