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Calliopia's Canticles: The Muse
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My Write of Way. Sunday, February 22, 2015. What is it about overcast days? The sullen, grey pall,. That won't let the sun break through. Onto the brooding landscape. And all you see. Are closed houses and. The lone human figure. Or days when the skies open. And rain falls in sheets,. And the delicate,. Vibrant petals of plants. You'd gone to such pains. What is it about days like these. That waken my inner muse? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Mizo Writing in English.
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Calliopia's Canticles: July 2013
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My Write of Way. Sunday, July 07, 2013. Teaching Dylan: Yes, the Times They Are A-Changin'. Not Dylan Thomas of And Death Shall Have No Dominion. Last year. Yes, the times they are a-changin' indeed. All of it is part of a radical, new twist in the syllabi. Six classic songs from the 60s and early 70s and I get to teach the course, yippee! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Teaching Dylan: Yes, the Times They Are A-Changin. Mizo Writing in English. Seven Bowls of Tea.
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Calliopia's Canticles: The Long and Winding Road That Was
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My Write of Way. Thursday, January 01, 2015. The Long and Winding Road That Was. To the good Lord who guided me through the long, winding road that was 2014, I am so deeply, deeply grateful. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. If this is January. Hello again, January. The Long and Winding Road That Was. Mizo Writing in English. Seven Bowls of Tea. Picture Window template. Template images by kim258.
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Calliopia's Canticles: Against the Cosmos
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My Write of Way. Sunday, July 20, 2014. On the edge of a world. I don't always understand,. I stand, a small presence,. Because in this infinite world. It couldn't have been a mistake. My presence may be blurred. I don't always understand. Here's to you, gess8. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Mizo Writing in English. Seven Bowls of Tea. Picture Window template. Template images by kim258.
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Calliopia's Canticles: Mid Year
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My Write of Way. Saturday, May 30, 2015. After the chilling start. That left us uneasy. And braced for worse,. Seventeen years after the clampdown on alcohol. Furtively brewing spirits in jungles. Were chased down, dragged into courts. And jailed, with babies strapped to their backs. While at weddings and celebrations. Of the rich and well-connected,. Liquor flowed, the red kind, always the rich red,. For the streets at dark. To be peopled by drunks,. Staggering, delirious, out of their minds.
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Calliopia's Canticles: November 2013
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My Write of Way. Sunday, November 10, 2013. Of Dusk and Swings. And if light shall fade. And fall to black. There's probably some psychology term for it but a certain memory comes to mind every time I watch dusk fall - which isn't every day with all the things happening at the end of the day that prevent you from just sitting back and watching the world changing outside. Also I happen to live on the eastern side of a hill which means I get to watch sunrises but sunsets never. Sunday, November 03, 2013.
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Calliopia's Canticles: May 2015
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My Write of Way. Saturday, May 30, 2015. After the chilling start. That left us uneasy. And braced for worse,. Seventeen years after the clampdown on alcohol. Furtively brewing spirits in jungles. Were chased down, dragged into courts. And jailed, with babies strapped to their backs. While at weddings and celebrations. Of the rich and well-connected,. Liquor flowed, the red kind, always the rich red,. For the streets at dark. To be peopled by drunks,. Staggering, delirious, out of their minds.
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Calliopia's Canticles: July 2014
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My Write of Way. Sunday, July 20, 2014. On the edge of a world. I don't always understand,. I stand, a small presence,. Because in this infinite world. It couldn't have been a mistake. My presence may be blurred. I don't always understand. Here's to you, gess8. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Mizo Writing in English. Seven Bowls of Tea. Picture Window template. Template images by kim258.
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Calliopia's Canticles: August 2013
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My Write of Way. Thursday, August 15, 2013. Left in the Dark: Mortal Thoughts. It's not a choice, I know, but given the option, I would not like to be the last in the family to be left behind. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Left in the Dark: Mortal Thoughts. Mizo Writing in English. Seven Bowls of Tea. Picture Window template. Template images by kim258.
