November 2011
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One day, we shall stand up and our backsides will remain attached to our seats....
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The world is simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and...
– Henry MillerĀ
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Sunshine
by Amy Lowell
The pool is edged with the blade-like leaves of irises. If I throw a stone into the placid water It suddenly stiffens Into rings and rings Of sharp gold wire.
While ponderous planets of unwaning woe revolve round me, deep down and deep...
– Herman Melville, Moby-Dick, chapter 87