I SAW HER ONCE/ HOP FORTY PACES THROUGH A PUBLIC STREET/ AND HAVING LOST HER BREATH, SHE SPOKE, AND PANTED/ THAT SHE DID MAKE DEFECT PERFECTION/ AND, BREATHLESS, POWER BREATHE FORTH -- Anthony and Cleopatra, Act II Scene 2
Hello. I have never blogged before. Neither do I know if 'blogged' is a word. I am therefore on dangerous ground; I am standing over the bottomless crevasse of invented words and it threatens to suck me down. But for the moment I will ignore this peril and instead look straight ahead. I see with satisfaction that my first ever 'comment' will be the first for this blog. I feel that someone has to break the awful silence of '0 comments' that has haunted the bottom of the main page since this blog began. However, I am not sure that I am doing much of a favour as there is little difference between this comment and a fly's fart. Both are too miniscule to be noticed and if one had a giant microphone, the result would be as enlightening as the sound of static. In other words, I have nothing to say - for now.
"Defect Perfection" is a literary journal that comes out twice a year in hard-copy from the University of Canterbury English department. On the web, on the other hand, it is evergreen. To contribute, email your stuff to defectperfect@gmail.com
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Hello. I have never blogged before. Neither do I know if 'blogged' is a word. I am therefore on dangerous ground; I am standing over the bottomless crevasse of invented words and it threatens to suck me down. But for the moment I will ignore this peril and instead look straight ahead.
I see with satisfaction that my first ever 'comment' will be the first for this blog. I feel that someone has to break the awful silence of '0 comments' that has haunted the bottom of the main page since this blog began. However, I am not sure that I am doing much of a favour as there is little difference between this comment and a fly's fart. Both are too miniscule to be noticed and if one had a giant microphone, the result would be as enlightening as the sound of static. In other words, I have nothing to say - for now.
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