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two lovers diverge in a yellow wood

and I get down to the business

of hunting mushrooms and kismet

all underneath the rusted out hood… 147 more words


MTT 152

A long story can be cut short by omitting the irrelevant incidents but can a long poem too be cut short without losing it in translation?

Day 286: Words, Words, Words - from "Reluctance" (1913)

“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,

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Words, Words, Words

Nothing Gold Can Stay: Reading and Response

Last night I decided to revisit my favourite poem, “Nothing Gold Can Stay,” by Robert Frost. I recorded myself reciting the poem and giving an off the cuff response about what I think it means and why it is important to me. 58 more words


There were two roads and I took the one with the promise of Starbucks

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could…

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Graduation, frenemies, and Mother Theresa - my words of advice

I can’t believe it, but we have yet another niece graduating (and a nephew graduating from college but he’s not the sentimental type)!  And graduation always makes me reflective and feel the need to impart my wisdom.   671 more words