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Sails of a Giant
A giant rises — towering, proud, severe,
Yet check the sun before you yield to fear;
For oft a dwarf, by stretching out his hand,
Can throw a giant's shadow on the land.
It is not the wind that drives the course you sail;
The set of your own sails will tell the tale.
The storm may roar, the sky may fall to grey —
The sail decides if you advance or stray.
The clever man will not o...
Saturday 19th April 2025 7:34 am
Growth Agenda
Let bulldozers rip,
Get spades in the ground,
Turn on the taps
In city and town.
Rules on the bonfire,
Planes in the air,
Bricked-up banality,
The fun of the fair.
And, all of a sudden,
The climate’s nowhere.
Sunday 2nd February 2025 8:55 am
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