Hi!
    I do not see or WE does not read any of those HTML character tags. Yes, 
those symbols are used to insure display in an html, web, file. Now I think you 
can change over to display in word to HTML for text is not the place for html 
unless writing code.
   Also, I think you can block html tags in the setting option menu.
    In Office 2007 view mode there is an HTML setting to view the file, try 
that.
    Bruce


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Below is an example of a posting I get every day.  Has anyone got an idea about
how to get rid of these endless symbols that begin with an and-sign and end with
a semicolon. I suspect they may be .html codes.  This email comes as a plain
text file.  I routinely save it, then open it for editing in MS Word2007.
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Be Mine  by Paul Hostovsky






I love mankind most
when no one's around.
On New Year's Day for instance,
when everything's closed
and I'm driving home on the highway alone
for hours in the narrating rain,
with no exact change,
the collector's booth glowing ahead
in the tumbling dark
like a little lit temple
with an angel inside and a radio
which as I open my window,
a little embarrassed by
my need for change
(until the silence says
it needs no explanation),
is suddenly playing a music more lovely
than any I've ever heard.
And the hand--
so open, so hopeful,
that I feel an urge to kiss it--
lowers the little life-boat of itself
and takes the moist and crumpled prayer
of my dollar bill from me.
Then the tap, tap,
tinkling spill of the roll of coins
broken against the register drawer,
and the hand returning two coins, and a voice
sweeter than the radio's music,
saying, "Have a good one, man."
I would answer that voice if I could--
which of course I can't--
that I've loved it ever since it was born
and probably longer than that.
Thought "You too,"
is all I can manage,
I say it with great emotion
in a voice that doesn't sound like me,
though it must be
mine.




"Be Mine" by Paul Hostovsky, from Bending the Notes. (c) Main Street Ray
Publishing company, 2008. Reprinted with permission.

 





It’s the birthday of poet, punk  rocker, and National Book Award winner
Patti Smith, born in Chicago on this  day during the Great Blizzard of 1946.
She was raised a Jehovah Witness in New Jersey, the daughter of a waitress and a
factory worker.  She grew up reading a  lot of books --- mostly fairy tales,
biographies, and travel books about Tibet and the Himalayas.    Straight out of
high school she went to  work on a factory assembly line.  At 19  she was
pregnant.  She gave her child up  for adoption and she moved to New York City.
  She didn’t have any money when she  arrived.  So for the first couple
months,  instead of going to movies or plays or anything else,  she just walked
around the city.   She said, “I didn’t need any entertainment.  . .
. It was beautiful going to Washington    Square or Tompkins Square   Park and
seeing people  gathered to read poetry or sing or play chess. For me, New York
meant freedom.”
  She worked at Scribner’s bookstore  in Manhattan, a  job that she
adored. They were required to read the  New York Times Book Review,  and she
loved that people there “took book clerks seriously”.  At the store
she read a lot of French poetry  and biographies of poets and painters.
Outside the store, she spent time at the St Mark’s Poetry Project, and
also wrote articles for Rolling Stone  magazine.
    She had some friends who’d moved  to New York City  before her, and
she was supposed to stay with them for a while.  She showed up at their
apartment looking for  them.   But it turns out that they didn’t  live
there any more, and instead of finding them she stumbled across a sleeping  art
student, Robert Mapplethorpe, a man who would go on to become a famous
photographer.  But at the time, Patti  Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe were each
just 20 years old, and they became  lovers and roommates --- inseparable young
cash-strapped companions living out  bohemian dreams in New York City.  They
rented the smallest room at the Hotel  Chelsea, so they could reside in a place
famous for housing writers and artists  like Dylan Thomas, Allen Ginsberg, Jack
Kerouac,  Arthur Miller,  Tennessee Williams, and Simone de  Beauvoir.
  She and Mapplethorpe vowed to  support each other’s art.  They would
stay up on all night together working on their separate projects, and then take
cigarette breaks to comment on each other’s work.  She said, “We
gathered our colored pencils  and sheets of paper and drew like wild, feral
children into the night, until,  exhausted, we fell into bed.” 
  The two stayed close friends and  artistic collaborators even after they ended
their romance and Mapplethorpe  discovered that he was gay.   Their
relationship is the subject of Patti Smith’s recent memoir, Just Kids
(2010), which won this year’s  National Book Award.   The book has been
described as “beautifully crafted love letter” to Mapplethorpe, who
died in  1989. 
  He had encouraged her to draw, and  she spent a lot of time hanging around the
campus where he was an art  student.   Pretty soon she was writing  poetry
verses in her notebooks in addition to sketching up pencil  drawings.  She
published her first  collection of poems, Seventh Heaven, in  1972, when she was
just 25.  
  She gave poetry readings around New York City, and became  known for her
dramatic delivery, in which she seemed to vacillate between anger  and
helplessness. One night, a friend  played electric guitar on stage as she read
poems.  She said that they were aiming to “infuse new  life into
performing poetry---merging poetry with electric guitar, three  chords--and to
reembrace rock and roll.”    To work at this ambitious project she formed
a band, The Patti Smith Group.    Four years after she released her first  book
of poems, Patti Smith released her first punk album, Horses (1975). It begins
with the lyrics “Jesus died for somebody's  sins, but not mine.”
The album was  wildly successful, and it’s considered one of the top rock
albums of all  time.   Patti Smith is known as “the  godmother of
punk”, and  in 2007 she was  inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
  She’s recorded a dozen  albums, including Radio Ethiopia  (1976) Easter
(1978), Wave (1979), Dream of Life (1988), Peace  and Noise (1996), and Gung Ho
(2000). Her most recent one is a live double album with Kevin Shields, The Coral
Sea (2008). 
  Her books of poems and  drawings include Witt (1973), Ha! Ha! Houdini! (1977),
Babel  (1978), Woolgathering (1992) Stranger Messenger (2003) and Auguries of
Innocence (2005). 
  She’s the subject of a recent  documentary by  Steven Sebring, called
“Patti Smith: Dream of Life” (2008).
  
  From the archives:
  
 It's the  birthday of poet Joshua  Clover, born in Berkeley, California, in
1962. In  1997, he published his first book of poems, Madonna anno domini, and
it won the Walt Whitman Award from the Academy of American Poets.  And then nine
years later, he published The Totality for Kids (2006).

It's the birthday of Rudyard  Kipling, born in Bombay,   India (1865).  Though
he'd never fought in battle, his poems about military life became  classics
among British soldiers around the world. When he finally moved to Vermont after
the war, he began to re-imagine the India of his  childhood and wrote The Jungle
Book (1894), about a boy raised by  wolves in the jungle.
  Rudyard Kipling said, 'If history were  taught in the form of stories, it
would never be forgotten.'







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