D. J. Reddall

Joined June 2022

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I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.

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Dr. Dragon
Dear Dr. Dragon: You are cognizant of my reluctance to take complimentary or encouraging remarks seriously, especially if they emanate from individuals who have something to gain from the rhetorical gambit in question. I suspect that this is, in part, the result of a somewhat unorthodox, patchwork Irish Catholic upbringing, and in part the consequence of having read one too many complimentary messages from grade grubbers of questionable sincerity.
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Viva
Authorial Intent
Novelists create Characters they love and then Harm, for stories' sake
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
A Notorious, Mysterious Name
How much liberty Or privacy do fictions Enjoy, and who knows?
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
We Three Kings
Look at them with their little light boxes! They are supposed to be here to peer at us But the sight of our strong life flummoxes;
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
The Teeming Dark
Alas, the modern night seems desolate Before reason and science wiped it clean Crowds of curious creatures did gyrate Darkness made every maid the shadows’ queen
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Theater of The Middle Ages
Your mid-life crisis Comes when you realize that You have been acting
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
A Eulogy for The Garneau Pub
I used to derive great pleasure from long nights of eating and drinking and talking. It was best with lovers of wisdom. The plague put a stop to my awful little pub.
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
The Decline of Organic Intelligence
How frequently does it occur to you When you pose questions to other humans And they pause before expressing a view That this brief hesitation illumines
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Dangerous Safety
How safe do we really wish to become? Surely, yearning for safety from some things Seems natural, rational and wholesome;
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Mind Your Matter
Is your body something you have, or are? Dualism has a long history; Are you the driver of a fleshy car? Or is mind body? A real mystery
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
Night Class
An enigmatic stranger approached me After my lecture yesterday evening; He seemed somber, but I could clearly see That he was intent upon conversing
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets
The Cult of Mnemosyne
Contemporary education seems To emphasize mere memorization; Which pulverizes the quixotic dreams Of those who cherish real comprehension
By D. J. Reddall2 years ago in Poets