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“… the eleventh hour of the eleventh day ….”   3 comments

A recreation of The Cenotaph, the monument built originally to honor the British and Empire dead of World War I, here in London City.  (Some items on the wall are derendered for the photo.)

This year, November 11 will be extra notable in many countries.  It will have been one hundred years since November 11, 1918, the day that saw an armistice go into effect at 11:00 a.m. between the warring countries, ending fighting in what we now call the First World War.  Most people of the time hoped it would truly be the last major war, the “war to end war,” as it was phrased.  Sadly, as R. F. Delderfield suggested in To Serve Them All My Days, they had merely blown half-time.  It took only twenty years, along with a punitive peace treaty, governments using its terms to exact vengeance on Germany, and the general world economic collapse of the Great Depression (combined with the massive financial mistakes of the German government during and after the war), to open the path for the instigators of the next great war ….

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Guardian of the Glade   Leave a comment

Summoned from the waters of the sacred spring, the Guardian watches over the Glade of the Goddess, fending off those who would profane the holy shrine with their violence ….

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Night Mail   Leave a comment

This is the night mail crossing the Border,
Bringing the cheque and the postal order,
Letters for the rich, letters for the poor,
The shop at the corner, the girl next door.
Pulling up Beattock, a steady climb:
The gradient’s against her, but she’s on time.

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The Lamp of Life   Leave a comment

Always we are following a light,
Always the light recedes; with groping hands
We stretch toward this glory, while the lands
We journey through are hidden from our sight

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Fern Hill   4 comments

I wanted to pass this one on to Harper, really.  She lives up to her handle, and knows so much more about poetry than I do, or is just plain better at researching it than I am.  Our Fearsome — that is our Fearless Leader, however, insisted that I write this one since I shot the photos.  And, for once, I know a little bit about Welsh poetry — a very little bit, but I have a taste for Dylan Thomas.

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A Journey   Leave a comment

It’s a journey … that I propose … I am not the guide … nor
technical assistant … I will be your fellow passenger …

Though the rail has been ridden … winter clouds cover …
autumn’s exuberant quilt … we must provide our own guide-posts …

I have heard … from previous visitors … the road washes out
sometimes … and passengers are compelled … to continue
groping … or turn back … I am not afraid …

I am not afraid … of rough spots … or lonely times … I don’t
fear … the success of this endeavor … I am Ra … in a space …
not to be discovered … but invented …

I promise you nothing … I accept your promise … of the same
we are simply riding … a wave … that may carry … or crash …

It’s a journey … and I want … to go …

Nikki Giovanni, “A Journey” (written 1943)
From The Collected Poems of Nikki Giovanni, ©2003 by Nikki Giovanni; published by HarperCollins

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In the Hamptons

From you have I been absent in the spring,
When proud-pied April, dressed in all his trim,
Hath put a spirit of youth in everything,
That heavy Saturn laughed and leaped with him,

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