Many years ago I was involved briefly in the poetry scene in Melbourne, self-publishing an early collection of poems called 'The Flowers of Impotence' in 1983 and then having a chapbook called 'Cavafy’s Room' published by Nosukumo Press out of Labassa in Caulfield in 1987. I have also taught overseas for the ISTEK Vakfi in Istanbul, Turkey, and the Amman Baccalaureate School in Jordan. Over the years I have taught at Frankston High School, Haileybury and McKinnon Secondary College in the south-eastern suburbs. I am a senior English and Literature teacher and writer living in Melbourne. Sarkasticwizard on Am I an Idiot? Some Thoughts o…Įllen D'Ambra on Am I an Idiot? Some Thoughts o…Įnglish literature t… on War of the Worlds

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Aesthetic Surrender, Hanya Yanagihara and Frances O’Connor.

life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves. Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but. GABRIEL GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ, Love in the Time of Choleraīut that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love. Urbino had hoped for, which was to see Italianizers and Wagnerians confronting each other with sticks and canes during the intermissions. Opera fever infected the most surprising elements in the city and gave rise to a whole generation of Isoldes and Otellos and Aidas and Siegfrieds. GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ, Love in the Time of Cholera

Some of them had their young children with them during the day, those unfortunate fruits of youthful defiance or carelessness, and they took off their children's clothes as soon as they were brought in so they would not feel different in that paradise of nudity. Many displayed in their nudity traces of their past: scars of knife thrusts in the belly, starbursts of guns hot wounds, ridges of the razor cuts of love, Caesarean sections sewn up by butchers. GABRIEL GARCIA MARQUEZ, Gabriel Garcia Marquez: A Life All human beings have three lives: public, private, and secret.

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