Poem in the Pocket by Grumpytyke, one of my favorite bloggers, whose (incessant) love for my country equals my love for his handsome writings:
“poem in the pocket
among the coins
screwed up tissues
and things better forgotten
a poem jostled by the little ones
I “accessorize” with an astounding image which epitomizes (in colour and imagination) this trailblazing community of wordsmiths, Writing on the Wharfe.
Art by Everett Shinn.
About Roger: “Tyke. Fan of classic cameras, classic cars (especially VW dubs & minis), classical music (esp L van B, Schubert, Mahler, Mendelssohn), J S Bach, classic cuisine; Yorkshire; Romania. Anti-fan: politicians; ‘celebrities’; EU; fancy frugal ‘starred’ food.”
“If I am to write anything fine or noble in the future I shall do so only by listening at the doors of your heart.”
Dive into this enthralling read:
www.brainpickings.org is a trailblazing castle of knowledge located in the enchanted forest where ideas dance and glimmer like so many fern flowers.
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“The dawn was apple-green,
The sky was green wine held up in the sun,
The moon was a golden petal between.
She opened her eyes, and green
They shone, clear like flowers undone
For the first time, now for the first time seen.”
From Green by D.H. Lawrence, 1914.
Art by Emilie Mediz-Pelikan.
“One day it will have to be officially admitted that what we have christened reality is an even greater illusion than the world of dreams.”
― Salvador Dali
Salvador Dalí Illustrates Alice in Wonderland: