Initial response to The Seafarer, based on reading alone, is a bit eh-ehhh. Not overly thrilled with a lot of it, but it's left some sort of an impression (something cold, desolate, that sort), so we'll see how that develops. Mostly interested in the connections to the poem which was, hey and crazy,...

Since the 1950s, many Americans can’t really call it Christmas until they pack up the car, head to the theater, and cheer on their little ballerina in her first production of The Nutcracker Ballet. In honor of all those devoted siblings, parents, and other relations, here’s some trivia to keep y...

  Merry Christmas to all… I wish you all the love and joy in the world! visit Share Christmas to see recipes, stories, poems, carols, traditions etc. THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS by Clement Clarke Moore or Henry Livingston ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a...

  'Twas the night before Christmas, And last night we sucked. The Warriors are hopeless. Let's face it, we're... um... screwed.   In GSoM style, Let's bring you all home, Let's recap this madness, With a Christmas Eve poem.  ...

Editor’s Note: The following poem comes to us from our resident sonnetist Adam Sweeney. Consider it our experimental article of the week… ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas - 2008 Film Edition ‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the movie house Not a Reject was s...

OK it's not night yet, it's actually early afternoon but I am loving the Christmas season. My spirits were nearly brought low by a nasty cough (not very useful when Steve and I have been singing at four Carol/Churchy things in as many days) but I have overcome and am now full of festive chee...

I wrote this like 15 years ago... floated it around a bit when i got my first internet connection. Every once in a while it comes back--a few lines changed here and there. Such is the internet. Anyway, enjoy! And ho-ho-ho. I'm chillin' for the next couple days. Merry Christmas, y'all. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~...

A poem I wrote today, on the fly. Thought you might enjoy it. Um...it's a little dirty so WARNING WARNING, swear words and naughty things. I didn't edit it at all so this is like a first draft, so that means it isn't perfect by any stretch of the imagination. Twas the night before Christ...

Staff Sgt. Raymond Golden of Charleston, S.C. and headed to Afghanistan sits near a Christmas tree above the atrium at Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport, one day before the Thanksgiving holiday in Atlanta, Georgia, November 21, 2007. REUTERS/Tami Chappell Twas the night before Christm...

'Twas the night before ChristmasWhen all through the houseNot a creature was stirring,Not even my spouse. The dining room table with clutter was spreadWith pedigree charts and with letters which said..."Too bad about the data for which you wrote;Sank in a storm on an ill-fated boat." S...