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<center>Hatteras Light @ hatteraslight.com: Creative Writing in the Context of the Classics.<br> <a href=webx/webx.cgi?hatteras>Hatteras Light Discussions</a> <br> Science, Religion, and Freedom: Humility's Gifts <META NAME="description" CONTENT="Hatteras Light is home port for the world's largest literary frigate. 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Welcome to Hatteraslight.com, the home port of the <a href=hnavy/new.cgi>Hatteras Navy</a>, where authors may create free web pages for their work. Yet again another website has been inspired by the successful Naval Campaigns of <i><a href=http://jollyroger.com/beaconway/jollyroger.html>The Jolly Roger</a></i>. We'd like to offer all of our loyal crew members an opportunity to join the world's renaissance fleet as we sail into the dawn of a brand new cultural era. Upon enlisting in the <a href=hnavy/new.cgi>Hatteras Navy</a>, ye'll receive free web space and a free discussion board devoted to the topic of yer choice. We hope that ye might use it to post any original poetry or prose penned in the context of the classics. <P> Or choose any of yer passions-- from poetry, to astronomy, to philosophy, to NASCAR, to Beethoven, to cigars, to Jewel, to <i>The Federalist Papers</i>, to windsurfing, to physics, to sailing-- and create a homepage and message board devoted to yer vision. Comb the <a href=http://killdevilhill.com>killdevilhill.com campfires</a>, and invite some friends to join ye upon yer ship's pristine deck, or host a secret society in the Captain's cabin. The most seaworthy vessles shall be chosen to sail alongside The Jolly Roger in the Carolina Navy. Argrhrghrhg! I'd build her from oak planks of reason, riveted with rhyme, were I ye, and I'd line her gundecks with the Western Canon. <center> <a href=hnavy/new.cgi?view=all>View a list of Hatteras Navy homepages</a>. <br> <B><a href=hnavy/new.cgi>Enlist here to get yer free website with the Hatteras Navy.</a></b> </center> </td></tr></table> </td><td> <center> <font size=-1> <a href="http://starbuck.com/">Starbuck.com Classical Poetry Port</a><br> <a href="http://federalistnavy.com/">Spirit of America Port</a><br> <a href="http://westerncanon.com/">Western Canon University</a><br> <a href=http://killdevilhill.com>Kill Devil Hill</a><br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/beaconway/home.html>BeaconWay Press</a><br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/beaconway/shakespearethoughts.html>Shakespearean Greetings</a><br> <a href=http://killdevilhill.com/literarychattalkcafe.html>Literary Chat Cafes</a><br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/treasureisland.html>Treasure Island</a><br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/hatteras.html>Hatteras</a><br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/rogerlodge.html>The Roger's Lodge</a><br> <a href=http://killdevilhill.com/Authentication/auth.cgi?file=search.html>Club Roger<br> <a href=http://killdevilhill.com/poemday.shtml>Poem of The Day<br> <a href=http://killdevilhill.com/shakespeare.shtml>Shakespeare's Sonnet of The Day<br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/beaconray.html>BeaconRay's Books<br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/loot.html>Pirate Gifts<br> <a href="http://jollyroger.com/shirt.html">jollyroger.com t-shirts</a><br> <a href=http://classicals.com/music/intellectport.html>Classical Music</a><br> <a href=http://classicals.com/music/artport.html>Classical Art and Architecture</a><br> <a href=http://www.hatteraslight.com/webx/webx.cgi?hatteras>Hatteras Light Discussions</a> </font> <center> </td></tr></table><br> <a href="http://jollyroger.com/loot.html"><img src="http://jollyroger.com/jpg/xmasskulla.gif" align=left></a> <a href="http://jollyroger.com/loot.html"><img src="http://jollyroger.com/jpg/xmasskulla.gif" align=right></a> <a href="http://jollyroger.com/shirt.html"><img src="http://jollyroger.com/ahoy.gif"></a></center> <center><center><center> <table bgcolor=000000 text=ffff00 link=ffffff alink=ffffff vlink=ffffff><tr><td> <font size=-1>[<a href=http://jollyroger.com/beaconway/jollyroger.html#signaboard>Sign Aboard <i>The Jolly Roger</i></a>]<br>[<a href=http://killdevilhill.com>Kill Devil Hill</a>][<a href=http://killdevilhill.com/literarychattalkcafe.html>Literary Chat Cafe</a>] <br>[<a href=http://jollyroger.com/rogerlodge.html>The Roger's Lodge</a>][<a href=http://killdevilhill.com/Authentication/auth.cgi?file=search.html>Club Roger</a>]<br>[<a href=http://jollyroger.com/beaconway/shakespearethoughts.html> Shakespearean Greeting Cards</a>]<br>[<a href=http://jollyroger.com/ratecard.html>Advertise with jollyroger.com & friends </a>]</td></tr></center></table> </center></center></center> <center> <!-- <p align=center> <applet archive="http://jollyroger.com> <param name="group" value="The Jolly Rogers"> </applet> </center>--> <center><a href=http://volano1.suresite.com/kdevil/vcclient/><img src=http://volano1.suresite.com/kdevil/vcclient/nantucket1l1.jpg></a></center> <table bgcolor=000000 text=ffff00 alink=ffff00 link=ffff00 vlink=ffff00><tr><td> <center> <blink><b><a href=http://www.federalistnavy.com/survey/survey.html>The Jolly Roger Survey</a></b></blink> <br> <a href=http://westerncanon.com/greatbooks/greatbooks.html>Western Canon University Great Books Bookstore</a> <br><a href=http://jollyroger.com/poetry/greatbooks.html>The Jolly Roger's Great Books & Poetry Bookstore</a> <br><a href=http://jollyroger.com/history/greatbooks.html>The Jolly Roger's American History Bookstore</a> <br> <a href=http://jollyroger.com/books/greatbooks.html>The Jolly Roger's Great Books Treasure Chest</a> <br><a href=http://jollyroger.com/music/classicalmusic.html>The Jolly Roger's Classical Music Treasure Chest</a> </td></tr></table> <center> <table width=50%><tr><td> <P> <center>Christmas Eve on Hatteras<br> (Emerald Eyes)<br> by Captain Becket Knottingham</center> <P> I know the seashore's secrets, the sea's songs,<br> for the Lighthouse, you know, He stands alone,<br> the lonely leader who never belongs,<br> who's seen by all, yet's too tall to be known.<br> The shifting sands, so different every year,<br> blowing and drifting about the Light's base,<br> like people who follow money and fear,<br> never guided by the Light's simple grace.<br> The northern Labrador, and the Gulf Stream,<br> two currents ceaselessly battling for what?<br> for landless territory, they clash and scream,<br> sophists and pundits trading paper cuts.<br> And the wind me matie, what can she mean? <br> why I say she's always changing her mind,<br> we sailors must learn to adjust the beam,<br> we can't always count on her being kind.<br> The tides, they're regular, they come and go,<br> but I've never seen them get all that far,<br> like the men who say that we cannot know,<br> nor judge, nor navigate by a fixed star.<br> And three tall masts of a great sailing ship,<br> anchored just offshore, its sails taken down,<br> like those with all the means who let life slip,<br> who hug the shore until in time they drown.<br> The children building castles in the sand,<br> which every day the sea shall wash away,<br> but like the prophets, children understand,<br> the poetry of building is their pay.<br> And see the seagulls soaring on the wind,<br> righteous men speaking the truth of the day, <br> but for bread crumbs they'll dive, draw in their wings,<br> all mortals must return to earth for pay.<br> Ghost crabs walking backwards, they've got me wrong,<br> like bureaucrats assessing poetry,<br> deciding to invest here, short or long,<br> but it can't be owned-- the greatest is free.<br> The fog-- ye'll see her-- now drifting towards land,<br> like a mystic, hidden bride veiled in white,<br> it makes ye wonder, how her snow white hand,<br> could turn the day into the darkest night.<br> And the Light, it shines on in the darkness,<br> though the darkness-- it doesn't understand,<br> as the waves, wind, tides, and sand I witness<br> conspiring to level Him with the land.<br> And I find myself humbled, at His side,<br> for there is so little that I can do,<br> but keep the faith He's greater than their pride,<br> that He'll endure and help good ships sail true.<br> I know the seashore's secrets, the sea's songs,<br> but there's something of which it never tells,<br> and that's where the romantic's heart belongs,<br> somewhere far out beyond the whitecapped swells.<br> Somewhere safely beyond the diamond shoals,<br> which have claimed so many a good ship's treasure,<br> a graveyard of all the poor sailor's souls,<br> who ignored the Lighthouse in seeking pleasure.<br> But there's a girl, I know, beyond the waves,<br> so beautiful, with Jesus in her heart,<br> and all the drowning dreamers one glance saves,<br> emerald eyes make the end a brand new start.<br> Ye might even find, she's closer than this,<br> a windswept Hatteras on Christmas eve,<br> close yer eyes, meet her halfway in a kiss,<br> she'll be there, along with all ye believe. <br> All things immortal do precede their time,<br> as the day forever follows the night,<br> ye'll recognize them as those things that rhyme,<br> ye'll join them, should ye sail by the Truth's Light.<br> --Becket Knottingham<br> Night watch, aboard The Jolly Roger<br> December, 1998 <hr> <center> THE CREW REPORTS FOR DUTY </center> To: drake@jollyroger.com<br> From: Tammy@<br> Subject: nantucket musings... <P> drake-- <P> i am overwhelmed by your writing!!! i have just discovered Nantuckets.com, and just finished reading (for the tenth time) your "Two Nantuckets". you express my feelings exactly--even though my summer visits to the island have been few and far between the past ten years. I, too, have been having an intense love affair with the Lady--she has woven a spell around me that nothing can penetrate. i have known Her for all of my 36 years, but have never had the opportunity to spend more than summers, and an occasional few weeks in the winter (my favorite time). i echo yr. sentiments and feel fortunate to have happened upon a "kindred spirit". the visceral feelings i have for Her, transcend the superficial layers that clog Her surface. The germ of wheat lies buried deeply and safely protected. i long to dig deep into Her body and become one with that feeling again. i am planning a winter visit--i must leave this hell hole called nyc. perhaps, then, i will be able to walk with Her, shrouded in fog that holds the key to all of our musings.....blessed be <P> kezia <P> THE CAPTAIN RESPONDS: Argrhrgrh! Wish we were all on Nantucket now! Perhaps ye would meet me for a some grog and a few tall seafaring tales-- as tall as the good ship Jolly Roger herself-- at the Brotherhood of Thieves. <P> From: Susann Pearson <Susann_Pearson@><br> To: drake@jollyroger.com<br> Subject: Your Leanings <P> Of all the stuff I've read, I love your little stories. They are local colour at it's best. Very good. You lean naturally toward the narrative. You find your comfort there. Interesting where writers find their literary home. Yours is in the telling of a story. The narrative, my boy. <P> I like the Portrait of Windy "thingy." It was most refreshing and lets your linen fly in the breeze. We got to see it for the unravished thing it was too. What a breath of fresh air. Write on. <P> S. <hr> From: Susann Pearson <Susann_Pearson@><br> To: Drake Raft <drake@jollyroger.com><br> Subject: Re[2]: Your Leanings<br> <P> Very well, shipmate. Like Windy in my ability to bewitch the brother company perhaps... <P> But I take no pride in it. Nor entertain feminine frivolity. Nor make a casual affair out of any engagement. I was a captain of my galleon long before puberty put your knickers in a twist. And I sailed this wickid main long before you tenderfeet put to sea. Had my sealegs before you guys weaned yourselves off of Dramamine. Ahoy, indeed. <P> I was salty when you chaps were still in grade school. My writing practice has known no respite. I have been at it since I was thirteen and my prow is keen. She sails like the devil and fetches anything she looks at, gentlemen. This I can tell ye with a gusto. <P> Am thoroughy impressed with what you et al have done on the Net. A bracing BRAVO from Washington DC. <P> The figurative brigantine is all the rage. Let it beckon the slacker punks to the written page. <P> Let it make of them readers of great literature. And you and I can keep writing it in the mean time... <P> Write on. and <P> Fair winds and following seas, S. <P> <hr> From: "C. Lyle" <cylyle@><br> To: drake@jollyroger.com<br> Subject: The Word<br> <P> I can't believe that I sat here and read this whole thing (<a href=http://jollyroger.com/rogerlodge.html>The Drake Raft Field Trip</a>). It's almost 3:00 am and I don't usually read this much this late. I would normally copy it and read it later, but I just couldn't stop reading. I know I will be thinking about this for days to come. The story comes at you from all angles, and has an incredible mixture of ideas. I love where you seem to be going with this. I can't wait to read the rest of the story. <P><i><blockquote> and it had that fresh smell to it-- you know, that one fresh springy smell that doesn't really smell like anything except for itself. You know the kind I mean, and if you don't, you're missing out , so first chance you have, go out sometime right after an afternoon June thunderstorm, and breathe deeply, and then you'll know what I mean. </blockquote></i><P> Yes, I know what you mean. It revives your soul and makes you want to live forever.<P> Crissala <hr> <P> From: Denise Wagner <dw0006@student.luzerne.edu><br> To: becket@jollyroger.com<br> Subject: Highlander sends Christmas greetings <P> Becket:<P> Highlander sends her most hearty Christmas greetings to you and all your crew. May this Christmas find you home and happy with the ones that you love most. May the winds blow and may there be sunny skies, and may always find your port in the storm. During this semester I have read your poems and Drake's and was moved to tears by what I read. Thank God someone in this world has the courage to write what both of you do, and I would sometime in the future hope to read some of Eliot's poems. May God bless all of you, and have a happy and safe Christmas and New Year Holiday season.<P> Until I hear from you again, May the Good Lord bless of all of ye. As for me I will be finishing up my finals on December 17, 1998, so you won't be hearing from me for awhile. But that doesn't mean I won't be thinking about you. Now as for me I have some gift wrapping to do, and my best tartan to press off. I hope you hear my bagpipes playing.... <P>Love to all,<P> HIGHLANDER </center> </td></tr></table> <a href=nantucket.html><center>William Shakespeare Discussions</center></a>
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