Category Archives: a touch of the poet

kulcha tursdy: Langston Hughes

Langston Hughes was a black poet from Missouri born in 1902, died (on my birthday!) in 1967. This one touched me today. Dreams Hold fast to dreams For if dreams die Life is a broken-winged bird That cannot fly. Hold … Continue reading

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Kulcha tursdy: short & sweet

A Silly Poem Said Hamlet to Ophelia, I’ll draw a sketch of thee, What kind of pencil shall I use? 2B or not 2B? Spike Milligan

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kulcha tursdy: W.H.Auden

I cam across this poem when I was living in Edinburgh in the early 2000’s.  I always liked it. Hope you do too… O Tell Me The Truth About Love Some say love’s a little boy, And some say it’s … Continue reading

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kulcha tursdy: Arthur Rimbaud

Found this one today.  Fits my current disillusionment of all things about cities… Rimbaud was a French Poet of the late 1800’s. Did most of his work between age 10 and 20, and died aged 37. City I am an … Continue reading

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kulcha tursdy: Mark Twain

Short & Sweet today. Mark Twain’s long been something of a hero of mine.  Not for his books, but for his wit and wisdom. This seems apt for today:- “Now, isn’t imagination a precious thing? It peoples the earth with … Continue reading

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kulcha tursdy: Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson, great Australian poet, wrote this in 1905.  Sort of rounds out how I feel about home.  (Feeling nostalgic for Aussie today.) Waratah And Wattle  Though poor and in trouble I wander alone, With a rebel cockade in my … Continue reading

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where she becomes again enraptured

how do you describe such glorious noise? Last night we primped and preened and headed out for a 10min drive to Lizotte’s.  Owned by Diesel’s brother, this cabaret venue was fairly small, but the food was lovely (tho the service … Continue reading

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