Poem: New Every Morning

New Every Morning by Susan Coolidge Every morning is a fresh beginning, Listen my soul to the glad refrain. And, spite of old sorrows And older sinning, Troubles forecasted And possible pain, Take heart with the day and begin again.…

Poem: He Attempts to Love His Neighbours

He Attempts to Love His Neighbours by Alden Nowlan My neighbours do not wish to be loved. They have made it clear that they prefer to go peacefully about their business and want me to do the same. This ought…

Poem: Books

“Books” by Billy Collins, from Sailing Alone Around the Room From the heart of this dark, evacuated campus I can hear the library humming in the night, a choir of authors murmuring inside their books along the unlit, alphabetical shelves,…

Gaming/Addiction/Poem

Gaming was very fun last night! We played late enough to wrap up a bit of story and rescue kingjames‘ character from the bad guys. I don’t like leaving things like that up in the air. Interesting article on addiction,…

The Lord’s Prayer (Translated)

shunra—do you have any sources that could tell me how accurate this is? I really like it. (Thanks to grizzlydan for sending it out.) The Lord’s Prayer translated from Aramaic, Jesus’ language, into English rather than from Aramaic to Greek…

Violent Tendencies & Poem

Channel your violent tendencies! And something completely different Telephone Repairman by Joseph Millar All morning in the February light he has been mending cable, splicing the pairs of wires together according to their colors, white-blue to white-blue violet-slate to violet-slate,…

Poem: The Journey

Thanks to hopeevey for the pointer to this poem. The Journey by Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice — though the whole…

Poetry: My Mother Gives Me Her Recipe

My mother gives me her recipe by Marge Piercy Take some flour. Oh, I don’t know, like two-three cups, and you cut in the butter. Now some women they make it with shortening, but I say butter, even though that…

Tidbits

Assumptions are the termites of relationships. –Henry Winkler, actor (1945- ) (I found myself somewhat surprised by the source of this quote.) Former homeschooler, now MIT professor, wins “genius” grant A 22-year-old MIT professor whose work fuses art, science, work…

Poem: Nostalgia

From The Writer’s Almanac for today. Nostalgia by Billy Collins, from Sailing Alone Around the Room Remember the 1340s? We were doing a dance called the Catapult. You always wore brown, the color craze of the decade, and I was…

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