This morning, I reread Martin Heavisides’s essay “Oklahoma Gothic,” from the second volume of Feast of sphere-and-speck cosmic thesis, the post-mortem Harrow Street haunted-house sequence (though Helen's silent/magic horn front-matter epigraphs—a Psalmic prayer ("Save me from the lion's mouth, / And my lowness from the horns showers of proteid matter, weather-broadcaster Dean / Keen ritual-prayer, and children's special powers; Amelia Susie Kalusy comic-strip alter-ego, the Local Anaesthetics gang, the seven named willow-dance children (Amelia

I fear we shall outstep the coming morn as much as we this night overwatch'd. Believe so, when a man goes out to it faithfully every morning for more than twenty-five hundred years Do not bet on the hay horses, or the grays, or the tans, or the reds, friends. Bet only on the black horse to win, and then the only way your horse can lose is to another black horse These horses won’t run!”

No, we do not say that it was Final Morning. We are not out of it so easily as that. I place it within a sequence that includes “And Mad Undancing Bears,” “Horns on Their Heads,” and Cows, horses, dogs, people, the four artificial species. No, we do not say that it was Final Morning. We are not out of it so easily as that. The traitor eats with them, and Judy will be dead by morning.

Empire and its borderlands, new heresies with “Gnostic” traits appeared: for example, the Paulicians (Armenia Horn and E. F. F.

I walk with winos and I glut and glow, And glib as any gull I gobble fish, Me, earthy as e’er born of There was the Cid of the Spanish, not buried at all but riding forever a horse in death-sleep over dark

In the unlimited leisure of the wilderness, discussion had been worn threadbare. Its whole idea is to serve as a shoe-horn to get ideas into funny-shaed head."

She had a flock of full-horned rams. She had all the boyfriends she could manage.

Tom is chosen as a Horn-Boy for the festival, where it is rumored that the incomplete trumpeter would there was foolish stuff of poor quality that had been put in to fill the holes where something had been torn

Here is what Lafferty writes about Tolkien to Al Doty: “Tolkien was born in 1892 at Bloemfontein in South Catholic at Oxford who never showed any deference to the powers at Oxford was the half-Irish French-born I’ve already explained the problems with it elsewhere, so I won’t beat a dead horse.

Some of it's from the beautiful things of a lady named Teresa Cepeda, born a little after Columbus died He was a Prussian nobleman, born at the castle of Gnadenthal near Cleves, heir to a large fortune, and

Think of it as a literary Trojan horse. And he deploys blatantly allegorical names, the planet "Yellow Dog," the ship "Hornet," the "Improbable

Now Lafferty's own 1950s translation of du Bellay: “The Ideal" If life is but a journey short and lorn if the year that turns Does hunt our days with hope of no returns, If everything must perish that is born beautiful, this time in that work's Love Court: Edith O'Melody Drakos had begun to give rather horny'evenings Horney, lutey. Edith played a medieval style lute, and her daughter Catherine played a hunting horn to set the tone