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Chipping away at literature, history, and other interests, whilst navigating stormy seas and a lee shore. Retired engineer. #TodaysPoem #poetry Locus: The abyss of MECFS / FQAD 🌤️Sol Omnibus Lucet – Petronius
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Blue of lake and sky
You enter through silent shade
I need not know how
Or why

From my wife's walk today:
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🙏 Just one of Melville's countless philosophical pearls. Redon is so interesting.🫶
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Katherine Mansfield #BOTD

"Only in its pages could she show her tragically sensitive mind, her lovely, quivering soul."

- Dorothy Parker (review of Journal of Katherine Mansfield, The New Yorker, 1927)

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Source: The Portable Dorothy Parker Katherine Mansfield (1888-1923) Dorothy Parker (1893-1967)
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"The Journal of Katherine Mansfield is a beautiful book and an invaluable one, but it is her own book, and only her dark, sad eyes should have read its words. I closed it with a little murmur to her portrait on the cover. 'Please forgive me,' I said."

- Dorothy Parker (The New Yorker, 1927)

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Source: The Portable Dorothy Parker #BOTD Katherine Mansfield (1888-1923) Dorothy Parker (1893-1967)
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#MelvilleMonday

"It is not down on any map; true places never are.”
- Herman Melville, Moby-Dick (Ch. 12)

The Mystical Boat by Odilon Redon (1840-1916)
For context:  "Queequeg was a native of Rokovoko, an island far away to the West and South. It is not down in any map; true places never are."
- Herman Melville. Moby-Dick or, The Whale (Ch. 12).
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A simpler version (a tad better, I think):
🍂

Awash in autumnal glow
A fleeting gift
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Awash in autumnal glow –
'Tis fleeting
But seeps in

📷From my wife's walk:
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#SundaySentence

"This is no new thing: Americans learn only from catastrophes and not from experience."

- Theodore Roosevelt, 1913
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Awash in autumnal glow –
'Tis fleeting
But seeps in

📷From my wife's walk:
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I just happened to see this. Bravo!

Not a native Chicagoan, but I did spend quite a lot of time there for work, and some weekends when a grad student at UIUC (go Illini !).
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I read the piece. Well done and well said, Jennifer.
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Thank you for sharing that.🍂 I learned of this particular poem only recently.
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"To live, to breathe, to wonder and desire,
To feed with dreams the heart’s perpetual fire..."

- Ella Wheeler Wilcox, Life Is a Privilege (1905)

📷From my wife's walk today:
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Excerpt is from Part 1 of Coleridge's unfinished narrative ballad Christabel, written c. 1798, published in 1816.
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"The men who profit and make their living by the depravity and the awful misery of other human beings stand far below any ordinary criminals, and no measures taken against them can be too severe."

- Theodore Roosevelt, Autobiography (1913), on his experience as NYC Police Commissioner c. 1896.
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"Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon, you all had great moments, but you never tasted the supreme triumph; you were never a farm boy riding in from the fields on a bulging rack of new-mown hay."

- Grant Wood (1891 - 1942)

Grant Wood. Fall Plowing. 1931.
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"The one red leaf, the last of its clan,
That dances as often as dance it can,
Hanging so light, and hanging so high,
On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.”

― Samuel Taylor Coleridge, c. 1798

From my wife's walk:
From the poem "Christabel" by Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Said to explore good and evil, innocence and experience, and the corrupting power of the supernatural.