Allan james saywell biography

Read all poems by Allan James Saywell written.
I was born on 18th November 1939, in the Ottawa General Hospital, two and a half months after the beginning of the second world war.
Deaf and possibly autistic and dyslexic, James struggled to connect with other people.

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It is a feature of our times that if you write a work of fiction, everyone assumes that the people and events in it are disguised biography-but if you write your biography, it is assumed you are lying your head off.

The latter may be true, at any rate of poets: Plato said that poets should be excluded from the ideal republic because they are such liars. I am a poet, and I affirm that this is true. About no subject are poets tempted to lie so much as about their own lives; I know one of them who has floated at least five versions of his life, none of them real. I, of course, am a much more truthful person than that. But since poets lie, how can you believe me? Here, then, is the official version:

I was once a snub-nosed blonde. My name was Betty. I had a perky personality and was a cheerleader for the college football team. My favourite colour was pink. Then I became a poet. My hair darkened overnight; my nose lengthened; I gave up football for the cello; my real name disappeared and was replaced by one that had a chance of being taken seriously; and my clothes changed colour in

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TURNIP SWAN

TURNIP SWAN Biography

Turnip Swan was born in the suburbs of New York City in the harsh, cold winter of January 1985. Growing up, Turnip lived in a cardboard box. When it rained, the box turned into a lump and forced Turnip to seek shelter under her favorite bridge. This went on until Turnip was 13 and employed her amazing talent of singing to land her a record deal in the Bahamas. She has lived there ever since and greatly enjoys her job, but has taken up poetry as well for inspiration. Turnip also enjoys knitting. She is desperately in love with all testicles, but especially Allen James Saywell's. She hopes to marry him someday in the near future.)

The Best Poem Of TURNIP SWAN

Love Ballad For Allan James Saywell

OH allan
how i love you soo
and your testicles
and your sheep poems
and your name
and your turnips
Your sweet words
of vegetable anomalies
caress my mind
while your testicles
caress my body

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Allan James Saywell Poems

Walk along the street head in the air
Flatulate, Flatulate, till people stare
Flatulate, Flatulate, with a leg in the air
Wear a mini Skirt for more effect
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An Old Mug

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He knew he would never be a grandfather
So the old weather beaten man of the sea
bought himself a mug
with the powerful words
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My God she said
Your so Ugly
Your almost handsome
I replied with a mouth
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When I Loved Miss Day

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Can you still hear your name
Being carried by the wind Baby
Can you still hear my goodbye
Your family said had to go
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45.

Being A Woman Poet

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Lately I've been ridden with guilt
Not so long ago, well since the transition
Well since the operation
Well I used to wake up and give it a scratch
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46.

Your Economy

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