at mangrove’s edge:
a croc, mouth agape.
lazy hunter?
Crocodile Hunter [Senryū]
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DAILY PHOTO: Boat in the Light of the Setting Sun
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PROMPT: Don’t Know
What’s something most people don’t know about you?
Some people who know me (and most people who don’t) might not know that I would never announce something on a public forum that the people who know me don’t already know. I’m strangely private that way.
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Tiger Stripe [Free Verse]
When setting sunlight warms
silvery tree trunks &
mangrove reeds,
and they alternate with
deep shadows,
I finally understand
the tiger’s camouflage.
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DAILY PHOTO: Forum Atmosphere, Kolkata
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Jade Hills [Haiku]
DAILY PHOTO: Shravanbelagola
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Five Wise Lines from The Importance of Being Earnest by Oscar Wilde
The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Modern life would be very tedious if it were either, and modern literature, a complete impossibility!
Algernon
Oh! it is absurd to have a hard and fast rule about what one should read and what one shouldn’t. More than half of modern culture depends upon what one shouldn’t read.
ALgernon
It is awfully hard work doing nothing. However, I don’t mind hard work where there is no definite object of any kind.
Algernon
One has a right to Bunbury anywhere one chooses. Every serious Bunburyist knows that.
Algernon; [fyi: “Bunburying” is the use of appointments with ficticious individuals to get out of one’s duties and obligations.]
One should always eat muffins quite calmly.
Algernon
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Jabberwocky by Lewis Carroll [w/ Audio]
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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Above the City [Haiku]
pleasant summer day: city-dwellers look up, and watch clouds drift.
Tiger Riding for Beginners 