Christmas Morning

nothing like a little sugar

winter's dark days

"Burdened and sick at heart, he feigned hope in his look, and inwardedly contained his anguish." Virgil, The Aeneid.

Thanks is giving thanks

sorrow

"When sorrow holds you in its arms of clay..." Hugh Moffat

burnt tree

"Terrors and treacheries we have in plenty.  All that may prolong a war is there: they fight now hand to hand

And arms luck gave are running with fresh blood."  Juno in The Aeneid by Virgil

The kind of focus that death causes

Was a man I knew, born upon this day.

afternoon

And then restless

"And then I became restless and decided to come to New York." Will Barnet

And my tears are stuck but for the ones that come.

I smell a sweetness

summer is the sweetness

form

"I am a formalist." Robin Rhode

Can you draw a dog and other serious questions?

Even when she was a toddler she was protecting her dad.

like a bird

"I am like a bird without a branch to land on." said a man who's son had died to Jeffrey Brown of the PBS Newshour.

fin de semana

enter

It's just a beautiful world

where did my brother go and other pointless questions?

three kerciefs

"she gave me three kerchiefs you know of; she wept at my departure; she cursed me; she abused me and, regardless of shame, complained of me publicly:  all certain proofs that she adored me, for lovers' anger usually vents itself in such maledictions."  Don Quixote to Sancho Panza.

every one

Semana Santa

I heard a bird sing my name

God gave me everything I ever asked for

which Tuesday is tomorrow?

as I see it

What he thought

"What he thought of death itself, there is no telling.  Whether he ever thought of it at all,  might be a question."  Herman Melville, Moby Dick

two are one

Oh where oh where has my Lemuel gone? Oh where, oh where can he be?

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