
Robert Whitcomb
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6 days ago |
golocalprov.com | Robert Whitcomb
View Larger + “Above the fresh ruffles of the surfBright striped urchins flay each other with sand. They have contrived a conquest for shell shucks, GET THE LATEST BREAKING NEWS HERE -- SIGN UP FOR GOLOCAL FREE DAILY EBLASTAnd their fingers crumble fragments of baked weed Gaily digging and scattering.”From “Voyages,’’ by Hart Crane (1899-1932), American poetHere’s the whole poem:“In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day.
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3 weeks ago |
golocalprov.com | Robert Whitcomb
“Our lives are spinning outfrom world to world; GET THE LATEST BREAKING NEWS HERE -- SIGN UP FOR GOLOCAL FREE DAILY EBLASTthe shapes of thingsare shifting in the wind.
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1 month ago |
golocalprov.com | Robert Whitcomb
“Beyond the foot of the bed: a seascape whose ocean, Under the pummeling of a moon the shape and shade GET THE LATEST BREAKING NEWS HERE -- SIGN UP FOR GOLOCAL FREE DAILY EBLAST Of a wrecking ball, is breaking into slabs Against a concrete coast….’’ -- From “On Motel Walls,’’ by David Wagoner (1926-2021), American poet and novelist “To endeavor to forget anyone is a certain way of thinking of nothing else.” -- Jean de La Bruyère (1645-1686), French philosopher “Happiness is not something you...
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1 month ago |
golocalprov.com | Robert Whitcomb
“And sure as shootin' springIs getting springierSo on this fine spring morningMy heart’s resigned made up my mindTo spend every fine spring morning with you.’’ GET THE LATEST BREAKING NEWS HERE -- SIGN UP FOR GOLOCAL FREE DAILY EBLAST-- From the song “A Fine Spring Morning,’’ by Bob Haymes (1923-1989)Hit this link for a rendition of the song:“I was born at a very early age.
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1 month ago |
golocalprov.com | Robert Whitcomb
“Another Sunday morning comes And I resume the standing Sabbath Of the woods, where the finest blooms GET THE LATEST BREAKING NEWS HERE -- SIGN UP FOR GOLOCAL FREE DAILY EBLAST Of time return, and where no path Is worn but wears its makers out….” From “Sabbaths,’’ by Wendell Berry (born 1934), American novelist, poet, essayist, and farmer The whole poem is in here: “Democracy is the fig leaf of elitism.’’ - Florence King (1936-2016), American novelist, essayist, and columnist “If you were to...
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