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Life is but a dream

I spent the earlier portion of this evening with my old friend Jeff. As ever, our conversation ranged far and wide. One topic on which we dwelt at length revolved around what constitutes reality and how, at any given point we can be certain that what we are experiencing is real. 114 more words

Literature

A SHROPSHIRE LAD 12: WHEN I WATCH THE LIVING MEET

By A. E. Housman

When I watch the living meet,

And the moving pageant file

Warm and breathing through the street

Where I lodge a little while, 97 more words

Fleeting Beauty

This week’s WordPress Photo Challenge had me on the hunt for something abstractly beautiful. On Sunday, when I walked around the side of my apartment building to get to the laundry room, my subject found me. 381 more words

Literature

It's Graduation Time. What to Give?

It’s that time of year: high school students are about to graduate and transition to the next phase of their lives. They may plan to go to college, start all-night gigs as a DJ at raves, or, if they’ve already been studying programming, go to work as VP for new product development at SnapChat. 943 more words

Books, Reading, Writing

A poem for Wonderwool Wales

Yesterday I took a trip to Builth Wells in Wales to go to Wonderwool, a wool and textiles festival which was so much more than I expected, full of amazing yarns, cool crafting tools, beautiful creations from clothing to decorations and even an “under the sea” themed knitted & crocheted grotto, and also a few live sheep and alpacas. 184 more words

Writing

Winter’s Afternoon–A Shropshire Rhapsody

This week Paula’s theme at Black & White Sunday is rhapsody. This instantly made me think of George Butterworth whose promising career as a composer ended with a sniper’s bullet on the Somme in 1916. 125 more words

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