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In memory of June 27th, 2007: We travelled far; we travelled wide. And when we left, it was the 26th. When we woke in a new land, After our thirteen hour flight…

Aimé Césaire did not die, because the strenght of the poetry and the dignity cannot die. (P.S : il ne devrait pas être très difficile de trouver un Français qui…

I'm cheating on my ‘one photo a day’ project today as this photo was actually taken yesterday. I've been conducting a recorder group all day today and am now…

I dreamt I was floating. Everything was Green And alive. I swam through the light Towards the feeling Radiating warmth And quiet joy. Soft noises all around me…

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leafs a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn…

i've never understood why poetry should be slammed, but i have to admit it was kinda fun to be part of the crowd

Since my wife was laid up after her surgery, I got to hang out with the girls all day long! We hit up the regular spots: Rick's Bakery for breakfast, and Barnes…

two seagulls soaring close together, then apart up there near the clouds effortlessly winging this way and that, swooping, swooping.

The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn't just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must…

Band-Aids by Shel Silverstein I have a Band-Aid on my finger, One on my knee, and one on my nose, One on my heel, and two on my shoulder, Three on my elbow,…
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