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One of the most important poets of the 20th century April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers. Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade, And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, And drank coffee, and talked for an hour. Bin gar keine Russin, stamm’ aus Litauen, echt deutsch. And when we were children, staying at the arch-duke’s, My...

palaver [ puh-lav-er, ‐lah-ver ]SHOW IPA See synonyms for: palaver / palavered / palavering / palaverous on Thesaurus.com noun: a conference or discussion. a parley or conference between European traders, explorers, colonial officials, etc., and people indigenous to a region, especially in West Africa. profuse and idle talk; chatter. SEE MORE verb (used without object), pa·lav·ered, pa·lav·er·ing. to talk profusely and idly. to parley or confer. verb (used with object), pa·lav·ered, pa·lav·er·ing. to cajole or persuade.

In an attempt to fill the gaps of my public school education I've started to read, slowly, the Harvard Classics first printed in 1909 and 1910. It's a collection of classic books in 50 volumes with an additional 20 volumes first printed in 1917. My collection is incomplete with 24 random volumes of the first 50. “My aim was not to select the best fifty, or best hundred, books in the world, but to give, in twenty-three thousand pages or thereabouts, a picture of the progress of the human race within historical times, so far as that progress can be...

A fw of us have been posting scenic photographs and I decided to start a thread dedicated to beautiful scenes, inspiritional words, and basically peace and quiet. Perhaps a useful mini-vacation, mental health break, in the midst of crazy times.

A poem defending Dr. Seuss was posted on Facebook recently. I expect it to be banned soon, so I’ll re-post it here: =============================================================== Alas they’ve come for Dr. SEUSS, they wish to hang him with a noose. They claim his tales were racist bent, they judged him fast, missed what he meant. But if we look inside his tales, you’ll find the balance of the scales. Remember when Horton heard a Who, and we heard the wisdom of the Lorax too. The lesson behind Green Eggs and Ham, that changed the mind of Sam I am. Remember too the rotten...

Ann Ronan Pictures/Print Collector/Getty Images Ann Ronan Pictures/Print Collector/Getty Images On April 23, 1910, Theodore Roosevelt gave what would become one of the most widely quoted speeches of his career. The former president—who left office in 1909—had spent a year hunting in Central Africa before embarking on a tour of Northern Africa and Europe in 1910, attending events and giving speeches in places like Cairo, Berlin, Naples, and Oxford. He stopped in Paris on April 23, and, at 3 p.m. at the Sorbonne, before a crowd that included, according to the Edmund Morris biography Colonel Roosevelt, “ministers in court dress,...

With the 1981 release of Rush's Moving Pictures album, "The Camera Eye" took us on a musical journey across the Atlantic in the bands unique lyrical and musical style. The song tangibly describes New York and London; The long held subjects of story, fantasy and lore along with the qualities that energize these magical cities. Enjoy!!

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )

The Vaccine Before Christmas By Kevin A. Wilson (with apologies to Clement Clarke Moore) ‘Twas some days before Christmas—how many I’m not sure (The days ran together; everything was a blur). All the houses were locked down from COVID-19, With everyone wishing for the promised vaccine. The children were nestled and sleeping just fine. They were all tuckered out from their classes online. And mamma in her kerchief and I in my cap Had just sanitized our hands and hung up our masks. The year had been hard. We were due a vacation. But the thing wanted most? Emergency use...

In the garden of Gethsemane, before the trial of Jesus, the Son asked His Father if there was any other way to save mankind. The agony of having to bear the sins of the world, the love Jesus had was greater than the weight. On the cross when all the evil was breaking apart of His life, He cried out, “Father forgive them, they know not what they do”. Jesus knew, and could not let their sin into his soul, all of the salvation for man weighed in the balance of Him not letting the darkness enter His light of...

The Night Before Christmas, by Henry Livingston, NOT Clement MooreHenry Livingston, Jr.: The Christmas Poet You Always Loved, by Mary S. Van DeusenThrice Happy Poetry, by Henry Livingston

25 And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell not: for it was founded upon a rock. 26 And every one that heareth these sayings of mine, and doeth them not, shall be likened unto a foolish man, which built his house upon the sand: 27 And the rain descended, and the floods came, and the winds blew, and beat upon that house; and it fell: and great was the fall of it. MAT 7.25

On the passing of Dr. Walter Williams, I'm looking at a video "An Evening with Walter Williams" https://youtu.be/RRUHk2Z6jfAThe student body of such a small, conservative academy as to comprise a One-Room School, recite The Gettysburg Address.It came to be the standard in schools by 1940, because of the inspiration of Charles Loughton in Ruggles of Red Gap https://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1q3c4oRuggles of Gettysburg

A quick recap: Amateur photographer Frank Glick was on his way to work when he drove through Fort Snelling National Cemetery early one morning. He spotted a bald eagle through the mist, perched on a gravestone, and snapped shots with his aging but ever-present camera. Nice shot, he thought.

the night before voting ‘Twas the night before voting, when all through the land, Every voter was fretting and wringing their hands. Their clothing set out for the very next day But how would they vote? Not a person could say! So as they did toss, and they turned in their beds, Visions of voter fraud danced in their heads. And Mama with her Xanax, and I with Prozac, Had just settled down for a bedtime snack. When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter. Away to...

This story shall the good man teach his son; And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be rememberèd— We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition; And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accurs'd they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

There was a man named Jeffery Toobin Who was on call using Zoom and zoomed in People were shocked, dismayed and all ahowl Because all they could see was him and a towel.

I see you… I see you, professional football player, as you kneel down during the playing of the National Anthem… I see you, with your arm raised in protest… I see you thinking you are doing something to unite people over social and racial injustice. I see you… But, more than that here is what I really see… I see a man pushing the wheels of his wheelchair as he returns home from a foreign land unable to function as he once did, due to fighting to protect you as you kneel on the ground. I see a young widow,...

Ksenia out front. Song reminds me a little of the sound of Gino Vannelli.

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )