Ode to Joy
Our Joy has left us. Should we say goodbye?
Not while we smile recalling what she said;
not while the sharp remembrance of her eye
surprises us through all the days ahead;
not while the greenest branches of her tree
still show her love for living and for learning;
not while each grandchild welcomed on her knee
holds hope the world should never tire of turning;
not while our Joy lives on. T...
Saturday 10th February 2024 2:33 am
Show me your fingers
HAMLET
My days drag on, with every day alike,
Each day a copy of the day before
Wrought by a foolish scribe, whose erring hand
Makes changes here and changes there, until
The manuscript is meaningless.
HORATIO
And yet
You rose today and copied it anew.
Show me your fingers, stainéd with that ink
That met the sun this morning: this is hope.
Wednesday 7th February 2024 12:36 am
5%
"Buy billboard space," the ad man said,
"To advertise your brand
In ninety-five percent of all
Locations in the land."
"But would you tell me, sir," I said,
"About that five percent—
The places billboards cannot reach?"
And when I'd heard, I went.
[Image shows a billboard making that claim, taken by Kai]
Saturday 20th January 2024 8:32 pm
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