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Just when you think they're gone, they pop back up again. Lying Down With Dogs [8. Disposing of animals like this is illegal. Whoever dumped the vic must have known about the site from dumping dogs. It looks like he's moving up the food chain.
I heard your band killed last night. Who'd you hear that from? My wife's second cousin. Works in the mayor's office for the budget and finance director. He was at the country club. Grooved to your moldy oldies all night. You going to be okay with this one? I'm just not used to seeing them alive. I have to trust the people I work with, Jim. Look, Warrick's a loose cannon. We both know that.
He was in Gedda's strip club He was off the clock. He's very passionate about this case. Yeah, passionate enough to sleep with the vic who ended up dead in his car.
Look, I know Warrick didn't have anything to do with it, but he needs to back off. Guys like Lou Gedda: What does that mean? You think Gedda's got friends inside the department? Well, unlike Warrick, I don't make accusations Anytime a dog is impounded in a criminal case, its DNA is collected and profiled.
Anyway most of the cases in the database are gang-related. But I figured, well, it's worth a shot. Well, that'll look good on the old Grissom point meter. I'm just saying, be careful. No one likes a kiss-ass.
I know government employees aren't eligible for reward money, but I think we should at least get a small percentage. It's called your salary. Lizzie was the 1 dog fighter in all of Vegas. That drove Gino nuts 'cause he was like this close to knocking her off the top spot. You seriously want us to believe that Mrs. Rodriguez, humanitarian of the year, was into dog fighting? Oh, she was no Mother Theresa.
But, see, she'd still be alive if she wasn't a dirty dog fighter. That rub, it made the other dog sick. Gee, I hate to see the sport tainted like that. Guy was living the American dream. Every kid wants to grow up to be a cowboy. Not a dead cowboy. Forget how to use the scissors? I'm actually a fan of cowboy poetry. Yeah, it's just a way of organizing your thoughts and feelings so that you can make sense of them. Sounds like Cody was trying to make sense of his girl leaving him.
Hey buckaroos, have you seen Catherine? Because I just got the results from that semen stain on Cody Latshaw's jeans. Come up with a match? I had to run an Ouchterlony test on it. So, not from a human donor? Nick and Greg look appalled Yeah. I took a psychobiology class once and we studied a very interesting case. Okay, there was a guy who lived on a farm, and literally the only way that this guy could get sexually satisfied was when he was with livestock.
Nick tries to interrupt Nick: Hey, that's okay, I'm good Nick just looks at Wendy But then the horses were jealous, so, you know And I think there was a cow in there as well You know, I think we got the picture. I wish I didn't. Cowboys, cattle rustling, and now a shooting at the dance hall. Welcome to the Wild West. This is a new experience for me, first time I caught me a cattle rustler. Solitary man out there trying to find himself. Yeah, but no man is an island.
I mean, obviously, he had feelings for Nancy or he wouldn't have written her that poem. I don't know about that. Tiffany's the one that broke his heart. I don't think it's about either girl. Yeah, her eyes were blue. Then who did he write the poem for? Catherine and Nick can't believe it Catherine: I think that's why he went back to the arena that night. Wordsworth once wrote, "Through love we feel we are greater than we know.
Grissom's Divine Comedy [8. Nobody knew he was coming, Conrad. Nobody knew his name. Yeah, well, if you'd stop talking for a minute you'd understand. The investigation's been compromised. Lives are at risk. How many people do the right thing anymore? Don Cook, didn't even know what he saw. El Mataocho doesn't kill for the thrill, or because he was abused as a child, he kills because it's his answer to everything. I had him eye-witnessed, it was enough for an indictment. No indictment, no trial, he goes free and La Tierra gets stronger, so don't patronize me by saying this might be an accident.
I'm not asking you for advice here, I'm telling you. Where's your matching hat with your pom-pom? I have a cold. You got a soda? Nice to see you, too, Maddy. My team won't screw it up. Warrick Brown got mixed up with a crooked judge. Sanders ran down a civilian while on duty. Willows lied about being at a crime scene, among other things. And who can forget Stokes, your straight arrow? Suspected of killing his hooker girlfriend.
How does the song go? If it weren't for me, you'd have no team. Oh, man, you look beat up. I feel beat up. No, no, I'm cool. I can push through it. Listen, get some rest, man. You'd do the same for me.
Who do you know lives there? I got a mental illness. Madeline walks in Maybe I'll set the lawyer lady's house on fire. Hey, little man with the big mouth. It doesn't matter what you say, 'cause all your boys are going to hear is that you rolled on Alvarado. Gomez surges to his feet.
His hands are cuffed behind his back. The officer grabs his shoulders Brass: Just bought yourself another ten years. I'm going to hand-pick your cell mate.
Well, that didn't help. That kid wouldn't roll if I gave him a night with Jessica Alba. You're really good at making enemies, Maddy. That's why I'm unlisted, divorced and carry a gun. Did you take Cook back to Little Gordo's house? You know, maybe to verify his story? Yeah, I always take my secret witnesses on a bus tour of the hood. You know, when Don Cook first refused to testify that he saw Alvarado come out of Little Gordo's house, you know what I did?
I took him to an out-of-town diner and bought him a cup of coffee. I went to Little Gordo's. Brass nods, Maddy gets it now Damn it. I can't even blame it on the booze. All they had to do was trail me back to the courthouse and watch me go into the security entrance with 18 escorted jurors. That's how they knew grand jury. This is where you're supposed to say, "It's okay.
It could happen to anyone. It's not your fault Don Cook is dead. It's considered impolite to infect your co-workers.
Maybe you should go work in China. Maybe you should wear a mask. Never thought I'd be disappointed that we solved a case. Reading upside down is a talent. What are you looking for? So you're looking at the judge, his staff, the clerk that issued the warrant, court reporter, any cops who knew Yeah, but according to this, everybody cleared. The only ones left are the grand jurors and Maddy Klein. Well, I was right about Alvarado, he was leaving Vegas.
Otherwise, he would have killed me himself. Guess now, I owe you one, huh? I don't keep score, Madeline. You know what Gilbert? You're the only man I know that's never let me down. Which means either that your a classic enabler or my soulmate. A Thousand Days On Earth [8. I would never hit my kids cause, you know, my father used to beat me.
He didn't beat me too much. He beat me just right. You know, I remember the last time he really slapped me around, just getting up off the ground, and thinking, "perfect.
Any more would have been barbaric. And yet any less I wouldn't be seeking the approval of you drunks, so thanks. I just read the other day that if you were to have a baby today and raise that kid all the way through college, it would cost you one million dollars.
And that's why I feel like no woman should ever walk out of an abortion clinic with her head hung down in shame. You walk out of there like you just hit the lotto. Come on, seriously, I love kids. Did you hug your kid today? Can I hug your kid? Can I hug your kid, sir? You touch my kids, I kill you. Dude, it's a comedy show! This is a joke. I see why you're so angry, that's your wife.
I was laughing my ass off. Anybody finds a size 54 ass, I'll make sure we keep it on ice for 'ya. It's hard to believe that anybody could do something like this to such a beautiful little girl. So, if she had been plain or homely, it'd be easy for you to accept? No, but, maybe it's just me, that when something like this happens to a kid with a face like that, it just seems a little more tragic.
Maybe that will work in our favor. Catherine walks out Hodges: Did I just piss her off? Yeah, but she was heading that way when she came in. This one has a tag. Is that what passes for DNA humor around here? Never thought I'd miss Sanders. Alright, okay, one night, ten years ago I did a hit of ecstasy and I threw in a hit of Peyote for good measure. By the time morning rolled around I was so high, I thought I was inside a living cartoon.
I went outside naked and performed a joyous and impromptu dance to the Egyptian Sun God Ra. That sounds really beautiful. I'm sorry I missed it. Well unfortunately, twenty preschoolers playing in the yard next door didn't. What are you doing here? I was waiting for you. How did you get in here? Can't we talk about something interesting? Yeah, let's do that. Let's talk about you. For starters, Norah left me. Actually, she threw my stuff out onto the street, got a restraining order on me, notified the neighbors and called my boss.
Don't bother coming in, we'll mail you your last check. I thought it was going to be different this time. Frankly, I blame you. I didn't create the circumstances of your life, Leo. You grind up the innocent with the guilty. Just take it easy.
I was just doing my job. Yeah, I was just doing my job. I was just following orders. You get in there with your big boots and you kick it all apart and you don't care who you hurt. Whose life you destroy in the process.
Don't tell me to calm down! You going to shoot me? Would that help you figure out how completely you screwed my life up? Would you sleep better at night? Maybe, I should just save you the trouble and blow my own brains out, hm. What do you think? I think you need to talk to somebody. I am talking to somebody. I'm talking to you. So how about this, if I do decide to kill myself, I'm going to come over to your house, and blow my brains out right on your front lawn.
As a gift to you and everything you stand for. How does that work for you? Her heart was in the right place. Unfortunately her head was in the wrong place.
Maybe the shooter freaked out and wet himself. A home that was once owned by Cary Grant or Elizabeth Taylor, for instance, would probably hold broader appeal than one formerly inhabited by, say, Zsa Zsa Gabor.
On that score, David Alhadef definitely struck gold when he discovered the new location for Casa Perfect, the L. For six years, it belonged to Elvis Presley. Mayer Rus, for Architectural Digest in an article entitled "Elvis Presley's Once-Home roars back to life as a dazzling showplace for contemporary furnishings, as published in AD's February 18, edition. Bush was equally at ease in all settings, something that seemed so characteristic of the man I revered.
While working in government relations for Shell, I sometimes hosted foreign Ambassadors visiting Houston. On the last morning the Ambassador, who was a fan of Elvis Presley, did a live television interview on what by sheer coincidence happened to be Elvis' birthday, and the station had an Elvis impersonator on the set, to do a routine.
He politely talked about the various events, then with a twinkle in his eye said: Bush and, since Professor at the Jesse H. Of course, it washe had a beautiful blonde on the back of his motorcycle.
Former Arizona Sheriff Joe Arpaiorecalling his most memorable traffic stop, which involved a speeding motorcycle driven by a young Elvis, as published in an interview with CBS's channel 5 on August 8, Similarly, Andy Warhol would have loved that two of his early paintings hung in a casino in the German town of Aachen, a spa city near the border with Belgium and the Netherlands.
On their way to slot machines and poker tables, gamblers passed "Triple Elvis", a silkscreen painting of three life-size images of Elvis Presley on a silver background and "Four Marlons", a silkscreen painting of four life-sized images of Marlon Brando on a motorcycle.
When the casino conglomerate that owned the Aachen operation fell on hard times, a German state-owned bank seized control of the company and decided to sell the paintings.
The sale was a reasonable action by the owners to raise cash for a troubled company. But protesters emerged, claiming this was a dangerous sale of cultural property owned by a state-run financial institution. I am the greatest contemporary artist of all-time. He was stationed in Germany doing his service so on the occasion he would go visit Paris coinciding with my time there.
On his first visit, he took 40 dancing girls from the Lido to the Prince des Galles Hotel. On his next, he suddenly took a great shine to me but when someone told him I was trans-sexual, he stayed away. But, if by chance we would be in the same club, he would sent me a bottle of champagne every time.
He was a divine human being. April Ashleya MBE, born George Jamieson and the first male Briton to have full sex reassignment surgeryrecalling the time she met Elvis inas published in the Mirror on November 4, I found him to be an interesting person, had an entourage of good old boys, was busy with karate, breaking his hand while doing it, but he was nice and cooperative and friendly.
I really liked him. Ed Asneron the first time he met and worked with Elvis, namely during the shoot of "Kid Gallahad", inin an article published on July 16, on the Houston Chronicle. He was a hard worker, and although he lived the high life, he never forgot that he had been born into poverty. And he was a self-made talent, perhaps the greatest entertainer of all time, born in a two-room shack in Tupelo, Miss.
Greatness can be born anywhere. His father Vernon was a laborer who was often out of work, and the Presleys relied on the kindness of family and neighbors to get them through the hard times.
When Elvis was young, the Presleys lost it, and they ended up shuttling around Tupelo, often living in black neighborhoods, where Elvis famously developed an ear for black gospel and blues to supplement his love of the old-time gospel he knew from his own church. I still believe in my heart that most Southerners are still more like Elvis than President Trump.
We are most likely to pull over and help someone stranded on the roadside. Most of the people I know in my Mississippi town would give you the shirt off their backs. Most people agree that racism and white supremacy are evil. And yet here we are. We know right from wrong, but most of us down here voted for wrong. Elvis changed the country music scene quite a bit; he almost put country music out of business.
He was white, but he sang black. It wasn't socially acceptable for white kids to buy black records at the time. Did I have any sense of how big he was going to be when he first came to RCA? Oh yeah, we knew. Back in those days, if a guy got hot in one area you could spread it around the country, maybe the world.
Lots of people have asked me if Elvis could play guitar. Well, he played pretty good. And he played piano and drums. But he loved gospel music. Of course that was what made him what he was. He was so damn versatile he could sing anything.
Enter Elvis and the rock-a-billies. Part 2, interview recorded January Beyond the staggering realization of what we had found, there was a musical element that also knocked our socks off: On these tapes Glen is singing pure rock and roll and with a sense of joy, passion and wild abandon that can only have come from knowing that his idol, the avatar Elvis Presley, would be an audience of one for these recordings. When Elvis came back from the service and he was greeted by all the publicity, the press, the photographers, reporters, and so forth, someone said to him "Well, what do you think now that you're not number one but Avalon is?
Frankie Avalonas noted in whenstarsmeetstars. That was extremely immodest and foolish of me, my apologies. I would never dare to be so presumptuous. I am only interested in the legacy my father has left behind, and I would like to work towards giving it strength and respect for as long as I live.
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Indian entertainer and former politician Amitabh Bachchan 's answer to a question posed by a reporter on whether he recalled his once saying that he would like to leave a lasting legacy in the world, to be a sort of Elvis Presley, as published on the "Asian Age" on May 13, In May of I was in the middle of an Elvis Presley obsession, so I went to Graceland. But what has stuck with me the most from the visit is a particular story about Elvis. But when he started to make more money than he could ever spend, or maybe just enough money to have every material thing he wanted, it no longer held importance to him.
So, during a party at Graceland he was inside with a guest who came from a poor background, and the other partygoers were outside on the lawn. His friend commented on how sophisticated all of the partygoers seemed.
Elvis walked over to his desk, pulled a stack of money from one of the drawers, opened a window, and threw the bills out the window. The partygoers scrambled after the bills, shoving each other, trying to grab as much money as they could.
Actually, that is inexact. The voice had mixed propensities, hovering between tenor and bass and everything in between. Even a convincing falsetto lay within his range. One thing he was not, ever, was "Steve-'n-Edie", the polished, professionally accomplished Vegas artistes who once pronounced on an afternoon interview show Mr.
Gorme"We don't really think of Elvis as a singer. But he was a star. A singer is someone like Steve Lawrence rolling effortlessly and meaninglessly through a shlock-standard like "What Now, My Love? More or less like doing the scales. A star is the persona in whom one invests one's vicarious longings, a being who is constantly hazarding — and intermittently succeeding at — the impossible stretches that every soul wishes to attempt but lacks the means or the will to.
It's not a matter of virtuosity. Crudup kept his blues in a bucket; Elvis put the lid on, and cooked; bar by bar, the song comes together; first comes D. Fontana's rapped-out drum riff, then a top-to-bottom run from Bill Black's stand-up bass, then the controlled gallop of Scotty Moore's lead guitar; then, last of all, Elvis singing in that imperious velvet growl of his, "Yes, my baby left me!
Never said a word"; it is the most underestimated song in the canon; there is lightning in that bucket, and it could drive a train, any train. It literally took us into a new age. Elvis was a university.
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Whoever those mystics are who teach that the universe began with sound could use him as their full curriculum" Jackson Baker,i in "Memphis Magazine" July ii as published in "The Memphis Flyer", Augustedition He was fantastic. When he danced, the people danced, the girls would actually faint because of what he was doing. Lavern Bakercommenting on her covering one of Presley's best early 60's songs, with a few changes in the lyrics, which she recorded in late as a answer to Presley's "Little Sister".
Presley's voice was remarkable in the sense that, through it, he touched people in a way only great artists can do. In factthe people he touched are as diverse as humanity itself and, because of that his popularity has transcended race, class, national boundaries, and culture.
There is no simple answer about why that is so, all I can say is he had that magic. When Elvis Presley was first popular, many people said that he did not have a good voice. Almost everyone, today, knows that he did, but more people today should see him not simply as a performer, but as an artist with a great soul.
The two of them remind me of each other: Hank Ballardrhythm and blues singer and songwriter, lead vocalist of the Midnighters, as noted in the book "Jackie Wilson: Lonely Teardrops" by Tony Douglas. It tells you everything you need to know about his mood, his game, and his grim determination to outfox the elements and annihilate his opponent. Then, inElvis happened. The influence that the softly spoken Mississippi native had on popular music - and in particular rockabilly - is incalculable.
First billed as 'The Hillbilly Cat' again a nod towards black and white influencesthe boy with the seemingly rubber limbs sang both blues and country songs infused with elements of this new rockabilly movement to the bemusement of a music industry not yet aware of the significance of what they were listening to.
They didn't know it at the time, but the music establishment had just changed forever. Two years later he signed with RCA and the ensuing exposure he received on national television introduced rockabilly to its widest audience yet and, like fire to kindling, there was no stopping its spread.
Other labels swooped to sign up any artists who sang even vaguely similar to Elvis and there was a bona fide musical gold rush underway and record executives and studio bigwigs fell over themselves to capitalise on this musical trend which was now sweeping the nation - ultimately playing a big part in rockabilly's eventual downfall, as more and more people tried to make money from it, thus watering down its raunchiness as they tried to make it appear to as large a market as possible, and finally taming its sound beyond recognition.
Excerpted from an article entitled "The Roots of Rockabilly: Examining the origins of a rock n' roll movement", by John Balfe, and as published in www. And I just loved him. I mean, probably the same reason everybody loved Elvis.
Cause he was electric. Genuinely did what he felt. It was coming up from inside of him, and it was coming out. Cause it was the real deal. It was the autumn ofand two tickets to an Elvis show turned up at the offices of Creem magazine, where I was then employed. It was decided that those staff members who had never had the privilege of witnessing Elvis should get the tickets, which was how me and art director Charlie Auringer ended up in nearly the front row of the biggest arena in Detroit.
Rock critic Lester Bangs ' opening sentence in Elvis' obituary, by special request from and published by the Village Voice on 20 August I mean, don't tell me about Lenny Bruce, man - Lenny Bruce said dirty words in public and obtained a kind of consensual martyrdom. Plus which Lenny Bruce was hip, too goddam hip if you ask me, which was his undoing, whereas Elvis was not hip at all.
Elvis was a goddam truck driver who worshipped his mother and would never say "shit" or "fuck" around her, and Elvis alerted America to the fact that it had a groin with imperatives that had been stifled.
Lenny Bruce demonstrated how far you could push a society as repressed as ours and how much you could get away with, but Elvis kicked "How Much Is That Doggie in the Window" out the window and replaced it with "Let's fuck.
Sexual chaos reigns currently, but out of chaos may flow true understanding and harmony, and either way Elvis almost single handedly opened the floodgates. Republished in Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung pg. George Barbel, as a follow up to a question on what was Elvis' range, as published in All Experts. Baritones UnBound continues the second season of Asolo Rep's five-year American Character Project, an in-depth look at this nation and its people. No other voice has defined the United States quite like the booming sound of the baritone.
From Sinatra to Elvis and much more, this musical journey chronicles some of the most beloved singers and songs of all time. The metre always fixes the length of the line with controlled variation In English, stress maxima are fixed in place. In Welsh, rhyme is fixed in place. In poetry the answers come not as arguments but as form" - Schmidt, "Lives of the Poets",p. I propose that the nature and primary function of the most important poetic devices - especially rhyme, meter, and metaphor - is to release words in some measure from their bondage to meaning, their purely referential role, and to give or restore to them the corporeality which a true medium needs.
The device itself will be parodied, distorted, or avoided in such a way as to make its absence very remarkable", "The Chances of Rhyme", R. Wesling, Univ of California Press, I think more of a bird with broad wings flying and lapsing through the air, than anything, when I think of metre It all depends on the pause - the natural pause, the natural lingering of the voice according to the feeling - it is the hidden emotional pattern that makes poetry, not the obvious form", D H Lawrence, letter to Edward Marsh "Forms are unlike those sent by the IR, they are not to be filled in" - Alan Rawsthorne "Form is regarded not as a neat mould to be filled, but rather as a sieve to catch certain kinds of material", Theodore Roethke, in "A Poet's Guide to Writing Poetry", Mary Kinzie, p.
What Coleridge proposed as a dynamic supplement, in his idea of method as 'progressive translation', is a logic of the activity of thinking Such patterns - of expectation, delay, and resolution - exercise the grasp of grammar and the delicacy of anyone's ear. Stravinsky maintained that only in art could one be freed by the imposition of more rules, perhaps because these rules limit the field of possibilities and escort us rapidly beyond the selection of tools and media to laying the first stone of the work itself.
For the reader, on the other hand, the shared language of the poem functions as a map through the terrain of a new idea The effect of form on the reader is like the hypnotist's dangling fob watch We are hypnotised or spellbound by form, because the traditional aural techniques of verse But think of the unconscious effect of form on the poets themselves In the European system the beat is fundamental, but still the two never correspond.
This sets up a descant. The natural rhythm of the spoken language, that is the rhythm of syntax, of meaning, also never or nearly never coincides with the metrical units even for a single line. When is does so, it produces the gigantic clang of a final closure But sometimes the ground-rhythm is very obscurely established; in that case the moment it becomes clear is an important and tense one", "The Noise Made by Poems", Peter Levi, Anvil,p.
In the one case, the Reader is utterly at the mercy of the Poet, respecting what imagery or diction he may choose to connect with the passion; whereas, in the other, the metre obeys certain laws, to which the Poet and Reader both willingly submit because they are certain, and because no interference is made by them with the passion, but such as the concurring testimony of ages has shown to heighten and improve the pleasure which co-exists with it.
Two differences between a Modernist coupling and a traditional coupling involve the assumption of nondeleted syntax and accurate 'positioning' through meter" p. Childs, Associated University Presses, A work has form insofar as one part of it leads us to anticipate another part, to be gratified by the sequence", Kenneth Burke, "Counter-statement", "Forms can only expose other forms, and the new ones seem transparent only by highlighting the opaqueness of the old", ra page, "hyphen", Comma Press,p.
In a few exceptional cases, this manly independence produces something original and impressive, but more often the result is squalor - dirty sheets on the unmade bed and empty bottles on the unswept floor.
McH,in B. All stories are about battles, of one kind or another, which end in victory and defeat Poems, regardless of any outcome, cross the battlefields, tending the wounded They bring a kind of peace", John Berger, "and our faces, my heart, brief as photos" Bloomsbury,p. I'd say that prose definitely kills off poetry rather than the other way. Although it depends what kind of prose", Jackie Kay, "The Poetry Paper", Issue 8 "Gothic novels were strong fromsporting novels seem to run from towhile imperial romances run from thoughand so on for over 40 genres.
What is most interesting, however, is that the genres seem grouped into six periods of creativity and they disappear in clusters as well. Consequently there is an almost complete turn-over in genres every 25 years or so, that is, roughly a generation", Moretti, F. It's unsurprising that poetic language has relaxed into an easy colloquial manner but maybe what wasn't expected is the way poetry's taken on the subject matter of prose forms",??? Hopkins used the long line in several ways - as a container of heterogeneity [or] to creep up on something by a chromatic series of words But the gaze has no such isometric rhythm: Therefore, any system of regularities can in principle be perceived as meaningful in poetry", p.
Verse is, properly, the contrary of prose It not only does like all good poetry what prose can't do: Prose extends laterally filling the page's horizon unimpeded, while poetry is marked by dense verticality, by layerings of meaning and sound. Cities and poetry also share compression, heterogeneity, juxtaposition", Cole Swensen, identitytheory.
That's not poetry's purpose. There is no form to prose but that which depends on clarity. If prose is not accurately adjusted to the exposition of facts it does not exist Poetry is something quite different. Poetry has to do with the crystallization of the imagination - the perfection of new forms as additions to nature", WC Williams, "Imaginations", New Directions,p.
These areas were eagerly seized on by the newly enfranchized medium of prose. In essence [the free verse reform] took away from poetry what had always been its distinguishing and defining characteristic, metre, and offered in metre's place nothing which prose could not already accomplish much better", Dick Davis, Poetry Durham, 28, p. Eliot, "Prose and Verse", The Chapbook 22,p. Howe, V6, p. One only changes the X's and Y's back into physical things at the end of the process.
Poetry, in one aspect at any rate, may be considered as an effort to avoid this characteristic of prose