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Author Archives: B Gourley
The Fall [Lyric Poem]
Rome fell,
the Mongols & Ottomans, too.
Great powers fall
often sans much ado.
[Psst! someday yours will, too.]
They can't help but crumble;
the foundations get rot.
And there's too much weight
to bear, without spurring plots.
Plots and schemes and pandering,
all throughout the State.
Forget those Barbarians, the threat 's
inside the gates.
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BOOKS: The Slow Traveller by Jo Tinsley
The Slow Traveller: An intentional path to mindful adventures by Jo TinsleyMy rating: 4 of 5 stars
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Out: June 13, 2023
This book, gorgeously illustrated with photographs, consists of a series of essays on a different approach to travel, an approach familiar to travelers but not so much to tourists, an approach that is the antithesis of leaping from one postcard panorama to the next, packing a couple weeks’ vacation with maximum sights seen.
Most of the chapters / essays look at a specific mode of travel – i.e. the road trip, hiking / pilgrimage, train travel, and water travel. However, a few of the chapters tack from different angles to look at local food-centric travel, sheltering with permanent structures like bothies and teahouses, and urban slow travel.
There are some interesting insights in this book, it has stunning photography, and I even picked up some book recommendations. If you’re interested in changing your approach to travel to go deeper / less broad, this book is worth reading.
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Love Locks [Free Verse]
Wandering through a new city,
I come upon a bridge:
its rails loaded with locks.
They call them "love locks."
It gets me wondering how many locks
long outlived the love they memorialized?
How many were lust locks --
linked to the bridge before
the couple really knew each other's
vexing peccadillos?
How many were like ill-advised back tattoos,
a lover's name - someone one met in Vegas -
and whose name one wouldn't
otherwise remember,
were it not inked across one's spine
in a 120-point flame-festooned font?
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DAILY PHOTO: Fire Clouds at Sundown
Scale Change [Haiku]
boulders in a pond become the stone monolith islands in a sea.
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PROMPT: Legacy
What is the legacy you want to leave behind?
When my body dies, I see no reason to not let my ego die as well. Trying to do otherwise just seems like a futile plot to keep my snowman upright through July.
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Scrubland Hilltop [Haiku]
in the scrublands, each step raises a dust puff, but rain is coming.
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Tiny Chapel [Haiku]
a tiny chapel in the middle of nowhere -- built to last eons.
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DAILY PHOTO: Mount Agung from Amed
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