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You Gotta Be I'm a Cleveland, Ohio-based writer, editor and writing coach, with more than 25 years of experience, including stints in Chicago and Washington, D.C. My work has appeared in more than 100 print and online publications, from the New York Times and the Christian Science Monitor to local and regional publications. My work has been recognized by awards (including an Emmy) from four journalism groups.
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I had never read Pablo Neruda before, so thanks for the introduction.
I'm a little less grateful to confront once again the lengths we've gone to wring every marketing dollar out of the web. In the poem A Lemon, for example, Neruda evokes images with "flowers loosed on the moonlight" and the "tree's yellow" emerging, but PoemHunter.com hyperlinks the words to Oakland Florists and Big Tree Moving and Preservation Experts. In A Dog Has Died, place your mouse over "friendship" and the popup urges you to "Get Swiffer to eliminate dog hair from your home."
I think I know what Neruda would have said: "Ai!"
That's both funny and annoying, Mike. I didn't notice that about that site. On the other hand, I suppose there's always a cost to be paid for the convenience of having free information. Perhaps I should start embedding my material with ads for viagra and get-rich-quick schemes. Now there's an idea!
John and Mike, your comments are worth commenting on. I looked at the site too, but just wasn't in the mood to read about love, however great Naruda is...and he is great, don't get me wrong, but the lightness of your comments is what I'm into in the wee hours of my insomniac perusing.
Here's hoping that our virtual joshing helped put you right to sleep, Kass.
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