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I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful, a faery’s child;

I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful, a faery’s child;
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.

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To the Nile

SON of the old moon-mountains African Chief of the Pyramid and crocodile! We call thee fruitful, and that very while, A desert fills our seeing’s inward span; Nurse of swart notions since the worls began, Art thou so fruitful? 267 more words


Roberta Calandra

Roberta Calandra is a writer, author and playwright with an extensive body of work including: novels, stories, fairy tales, plays for theatre, film, TV and radio. 112 more words

Keats At Piazza Di Spagna

Vincent van Gogh -- Encountering the Art (3/5)

Though I cannot predict what I shall be able to do, I hope to make a few sketches with perhaps something human in them…

The Letters of Vincent van Gogh…

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Art & Writing

"A doubtful tale from faery land"- John Keats & fairy

J Waterhouse, ‘La belle dame sans merci’

I am a great admirer of the poetry of John Keats.  At the start of my adult fairy tale,  750 more words

Differences in UK and US 'Cloud Atlas' Editions Remind Us: No Piece of Writing is Ever Really Final

Recently, a scholar looking into David Mitchell’s magnum opus Cloud Atlas discovered something fascinating: The American and British editions contained different, sometimes quite different, swaths of text.  795 more words