Elements of Writing†††††

 

Give me a condor's quill!  Give me Vesuvius' crater for an inkstand!  To produce a mighty book, you must choose a mighty theme.†††††††††††

Herman Melville 1819-1891

Mr. Lambdinís

English Class

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Writing Tools

 

Models

 

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Into blossom.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poetry