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Jamuns and Billet-doux

Summer Saturday reserved for jamuns. Also known as the Indian blackberry, they make themselves available for a very short time of the year. Effervescent beauties, the jamuns! 100 more words


Bright Star

Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art—
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like Nature’s patient sleepless Eremite,

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Raven's Witterings

Song by John Keats

You say you love; but with a voice
Chaster than a nun’s, who singeth
The soft Vespers to herself
While the chime-bell ringeth-
O love me truly! 88 more words


Summer with a Fringe

Monday Morning Musings:

“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.”

―Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath…

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If you’re less than enchanted by the daily contents of your inbox, I highly recommend subscribing to writer/farmer/imperfectionist/beautiful soul Vanessa’s TinyLetter. This letter in particular… 1,046 more words



But this is human life: the war, the deeds,
The disappointment, the anxiety,
Imagination’s struggles, far and high,
All human bearing in themselves this good… 22 more words