DAILY PHOTO: Chota Imambara, Lucknow
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“Tavern” by Edna St. Vincent Millay [w/ Audio]
I'll keep a little tavern
Below the high hill's crest,
Wherein all grey-eyed people
May sit them down and rest.
There shall be plates a-plenty,
And mugs to melt the chill
Of all the grey-eyed people
Who happen up the hill.
There sound will sleep the traveller,
And dream his journey's end,
But I will rouse at midnight
The falling fire to tend.
Aye, 'tis a curious fancy --
But all the good I know
Was taught me out of two grey eyes
A long time ago.
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PROMPT: Character
Daily writing prompt
If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why?
Wu Song (武松) from Water Margin (水浒传.)
Because he’s a traveler with zero f#&ks to give. There is no more freedom to be had than that.
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DAILY PHOTO: Up & Down the Staircase, Shahi Bauli Stepwell
“The Blossom” by William Blake [w/ Audio]
Merry, Merry Sparrow!
Under leaves so green
A happy Blossom
Sees you swift as arrow
Seek your cradle narrow
Near my Bosom.
Pretty, Pretty Robin!
Under leaves so green
A happy Blossom
Hears you sobbing, sobbing,
Pretty, Pretty Robin,
Near my bosom.
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PROMPT: Best/Worst Pets
Best: Dogs and Cats
Worst: Hippopotami, African Elephants, the Black Mamba, Right Whales, Pumas, Condors, Puffer Fish, Howler Monkeys, Rhinoceroses, Hammerhead Sharks, Lowland Gorillas, Geese, Cape Buffalo, Galapagos Tortoise, Bengal Tigers, Pronghorn Antelope… , and anything else that some jackass builds a house-sized chain-link fence cage in his backyard to “keep.”
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DAILY PHOTO: Gulab Vatika, Lucknow
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“Bamboo Grove Cabin” [竹里馆] by Wang Wei [王维] [w/ Audio]
Sitting alone -- secluded bamboo grove:
I whistle or pluck my zither;
People don't know my deep forest;
Moon and I shine on each other.
Original in Simplified Chinese:
独坐幽篁里
弹琴复长啸
深林人不知
明月来相照
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PROMPT: Job
To pick nits, I think the defining characteristic of a job is that one earns money for one’s time and effort. Otherwise, it’s volunteering or a hobby — both of which are fine activities in which I’ve participated over the years — but they’re not “jobs.” In the case of a hobby, one should do it because one loves it and / or gains from it. In the case of volunteering, if you’re doing the work only because you love the activity, you’ve probably missed the point of the undertaking.
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Falling [Lyric Poem]
The days of riches are now behind.
I think I thought I lost my mind --
It fell into a deep, dark hole
When my severed head took a roll
Up to the lip, over the edge,
Falling -- I took a solemn pledge:
That my skull drop so straight and true
To hit bottom and rip straight through
To the other side.
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