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Here's a Bucket List Anyone Can Afford

Is there anybody alive who hasn’t heard of Bucket Lists, as in the bucket that shall be kicked by every one of us? I thought not. 461 more words

Books

Enveloped In Fog

 

Fog

The fog comes

on little cat’s feet.

It sits looking

over harbor and city

on silent haunches

and then moves on.

—Carl Sandburg

In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Enveloped.”

Postaday

Foggy Window Repairman Required

Give me hunger,
O you gods that sit and give
The world its orders.
Give me hunger, pain and want,
Shut me out with shame and failure…

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Photography

Mom, I sound like you when I talk

Happy Mother’s Day!

My Mother is having a great day today! She is with her mother. Jesus’ mother is also close by. The largest gathering of Mothers today is on the other side. 362 more words

in the fog

The fog comes
on little cat feet.

It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.  Carl Sandburg

This week I spent some time in the fog.

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Inspirational Walks

A Poetic Metaphor

“Poetry is a journal of a sea animal living on land, wanting to fly the air.”
–Carl Sandburgh 194 more words

Art

Week 132: Gone, by Carl Sandburg

I don’t know how far Carl Sandburg (1878-1967) thought in terms of gender politics – probably as a poet he just loved the individuality of people and things. 138 more words

Poetry