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Exiled

It wav’d not thro’ an Eastern sky, Beside a fount of Araby; It was not fann’d by southern breeze In some green isle of Indian seas, … But fair the exil’d […]

Nature in its simplicity

“Nature” is what we see— …. Nature is what we hear— …. Nature is what we know—  Yet have no art to say— So impotent Our Wisdom is  To her Simplicity. – […]

Handy

London, June 2020 – Welcome to One Word Sunday, and over to all of you to join the challenge with your own handy post. Make it as convenient and useful as you […]
Handy

Withered petals

‘Maybe a breath of politic words  Has withered our Rose Tree;  Or maybe but a wind that blows  Across the bitter sea.’  – from The Rose Tree by William Butler […]
Withered petals