Saturday, July 4
I ‘spose I’ve got to go the road I’m going
[...]
It’s rest I want – there, I have said it
out –
From cooking meals for hungry hired men
And washing dishes after them – from doing
Things over and over that just won’t stay done.
By good rights I ought not to have so much
Put on me, but there seems no other way.
Len says one steady pull more ought to do it.
He says the best way out is always through.
And I agree to that, or in so far
As that I can see no way out but through –
Leastways for me – and then they’ll be convinced.
[...]
Bless you, of course, you’re keeping me
from work,
But the thing of it is, I need to be kept.
There’s work enough to do – there’s always that;
But behind’s behind. The worst that you can do
Is set me back a little more behind.
I sha’n’t catch up in this world, anyway.
I’d rather you’d not go unless you must.
Robert Frost, A Servant to Servants (1915)
https://thepoetryhour.com/poems/a-servant-to-servants/
Tuesday, June 30
In Flanders Fields
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie,
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
Monday, June 22
Thursday, June 11
Monday, June 1
Whatever our souls are made of
In the attempt
Wednesday, May 20
That's life
Monday, May 18
Darkness
No, I don't wanna fall in love
Orcs everywhere!
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Frequency_illusion




