Post or POST may refer to:
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... Master of the Queen's Music (or Master of the King's Music) is a post in the Royal Household of the Sovereign of the United Kingdom ... The holder of the post originally served the monarch of England ... The post is roughly comparable to that of Poet Laureate ...
... Post, a way of riding a horse trot Military base, an assigned station or a guard post Post (surname) Part-of-speech tagging, the process of marking up a word in a text (corpus) as ... with adjacent and related words in a phrase, sentence, or paragraph POST Certification (Peace Officer Standards and Training), a program nationwide for Law enforcement officers POST ...
... reviewed for The New York Times and The Washington Post ... For the Post, Paul Kafka called it "at once achingly familiar and breathtakingly new ... Kafka later remarked about his Post review "there's a phrase 'aesthetic affirmative action.' If something comes from exotic parts, it's read very differently than if it's ...
... typically refers to an historical era, roughly defined as a post-traditional or post-medieval period beginning Renaissance (ca ... in intellectual culture, particularly the movements intertwined with secularisation and post-industrial life, such as Marxism, existentialism, and the ...
... He is also a post-game color commentator on the Fox Sports West post-game show for the Los Angeles Dodgers ...
Famous quotes containing the word post:
“A demanding stranger arrived one morning in a small town and asked a boy on the sidewalk of the main street, “Boy, where’s the post office?”
“I don’t know.”
“Well, then, where might the drugstore be?”
“I don’t know.”
“How about a good cheap hotel?”
“I don’t know.”
“Say, boy, you don’t know much, do you?”
“No, sir, I sure don’t. But I ain’t lost.””
—William Harmon (b. 1938)
“My business is stanching blood and feeding fainting men; my post the open field between the bullet and the hospital. I sometimes discuss the application of a compress or a wisp of hay under a broken limb, but not the bearing and merits of a political movement. I make gruel—not speeches; I write letters home for wounded soldiers, not political addresses.”
—Clara Barton (1821–1912)
“I had rather be shut up in a very modest cottage, with my books, my family and a few old friends, dining on simple bacon, and letting the world roll on as it liked, than to occupy the most splendid post which any human power can give.”
—Thomas Jefferson (1743–1826)