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Novelty #midnighthaiku

Perfection dismissed Seeking transient novelty Gilding the lily

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The value of change…

Ah, Love! could thou and I with Fate conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire! Would not we shatter it to bits – and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire! – Omar Khayyam “I wish….” How … Continue reading

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Where the wildflowers grow

Locus iste a Deo factus est, Inaestimabile sacramentum, irreprehensibilis est. This place was made by God. A priceless mystery, it is without reproach. Anton Bruckner. I was talking this morning with a friend about the different directions that the spiritual … Continue reading

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When winter ends…

In the northern hemisphere, it is Beltane, or Cétshamhain, the first of summer, going by the old calendar. It is a time of hope, fertility and of looking forward to a time of plenty; a concept we need to embrace … Continue reading

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Change #midnighthaiku

Ruffled clarity Winds of change obscure vision Clouding the mirror

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In with the new…

I watched his brain fry and his eyes glaze. Lsd has that effect on the uninitiated. “It damned near is psychedelic…” said my son as I explained its mysteries. The complexity of working with the pounds, shillings and pence of … Continue reading

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Sowing warmth

There was a road closure on the way to work, so, to avoid the build-up of traffic, I took to the back streets, wending my way through a residential area and passing the house in which we had first lived … Continue reading

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Out of Sorts ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto

“I thought I’d see better,” she frowned. “Your thoughts were wrong.” The matter of fact tone caused her frown to deepen. It really was no way to speak to her, especially given the circumstances. “Is there nothing you can do?” … Continue reading

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Liminal

Green rocks flower; A warm wind Out of season Rustles winter boughs As Nature’s quiet spirit Murmurs of spring. We listen. Following ancient harmony, The deep song blossoms A secret path Between worlds Through dusk to dawn.

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In season

  Sweet spring withers winter Soft light and ancient frost Rose dawn follows secret night Dark peace a murmured sanctuary No soul flowers in lonely shade But grows in season To blossom wild Roots deep in summer earth

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