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Leaving Treasure

I seat an egg cockleshell
miles from it’s home,
where waves of grass abound
instead of water.

I deposit it lightly
where branch once protracted…

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Happy birthday, Mr. Shakespeare!

April 23, the day we celebrate the birth of the Bard of Avon. Not surprisingly, we really don’t know when he was born, but he was baptized on April 26, 1564, so the date of the 23rd seems reasonable enough. 326 more words

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You don't want to know how it's done

Seriously. If you ever know how a magic trick is done, it kills the wonder. And who wants that?

Axel Hecklau illustrates.

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April is the dirtiest month

In Alberta, April is the time when the snow melts, leaving behind the sand and gravel that kept the roads relatively safe. The grasses are brown; the leaves not yet emerging. 200 more words

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If I had a rocket launcher

Back in 1984, in the midst of bad electronic music, and daily reports of government-sponsored atrocities in Central America, came the sounds of Bruce Cockburn. 284 more words

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Interlude

Day 23: Peace Poetry Postcard Month

In winter’sĀ forest room
light streams down
from eternity’s birth,
moss unfurls where
no sun alights,
vines yaw, rocks…

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The Great Flydini

Some magic just deserves parody. And who else but Steve Martin? The Great Flydini doesn’t have anything up his sleeve. The fly give access to a much bigger cache of magic.

Enjoy!

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