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Word Cloud: PHANTASM


Autumn days slide into long nights of winter-dark –shadows shifting on the bedroom wall, soft footfalls pacing the hallway, or dried leaves scratching on a windowpane… 2,377 more words


Season of Mists *

As Autumn steadily sweeps across us, the temperatures dipping further down with each day, nature’s exhibition of its colourful canvases growing ever more spectacular, we slowly ready ourselves for the winter.  323 more words


On First Looking into Chapman's Homer

This very famous and very wonderful sonnet, considered the highlight of Keats’s first volume of poetry, was written on this day in October 1816 and is thus exactly 200 years old.   165 more words

The Universe And Stuff

Is there still beauty in truth?

I suppose I have always just accepted Keats statement: “beauty is truth, truth beauty” (Ode on a Grecian Urn) as self-evident, after reading it in high school english literature.   314 more words


...of 'To Autumn'...

To AutumnJohn Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,

Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;

Conspiring with him how to load and bless… 249 more words

Shelley Sunday: 'Adonais'-

Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats

by Percy Bysshe Shelley


       I weep for Adonais—he is dead!

       Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears… 4,156 more words

Cliche Sunday

The Autumn edition.  

Fall is my favorite time of the year, but it does lend itself to many, many clichés.  From pumpkin spice, well, everything (I saw pumpkin spice oatmeal; even I am not going there), cosy plaids, warm knits, to walks in the colorful woods and hayrides; Autumn has inspired imaginations across the world. 431 more words

Cliche Sunday