I worked as a welder fabricator for twenty-five years, and along the way and as long as I can remember, I enjoyed a crowded room for enough time as was shared in my own space with or without company in the time I would love to relax. Others who were relaxing were a little pushy with questions most wouldnt answer, so they also came to me a fair bit, and I would enjoy actually saying something in another way other than that which they most likely expected and were looking for to transpose thoughts which just pop in the mind without even touching the sides and without provocative thoughts entering their heads. And this would actually relax them and ease all words to the flow of other surrounding conversations that they now would if they wished more easily be able to join. I had a lot of thought regarding my ability to defuse trouble, which was always liked even by those who stirred the strings just to get an answer. If I wanted to, I may give it, or Id use one of the other ways of reacting that I could choose in ensuring quality time, which is short for not only myself but the others with and around me. Sometimes when people brought things up that made others hush to hear the reply, I would take the opportunity to say something anyway even though I didnt have to with a little thought and wit, and I make the others laugh at the good old Aussie comebacks being used, even the ones that had to have more than a one line. And if you could do it in two, everyone smiles, and so poetry was there in the motion of freely playing the game, sharing the fun of showing the humour in good conversation.
... Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, ... A Noiseless Patient Spider A noiseless patient spider, I mark'd where on a ...
An anthology of some of the best English poems.
Combining journal entries, poetry and formal e-mails, these books celebrate the sights, sounds, flavors, (and the physical and mental strain), of crossing mountains, rolling landscapes, and unchanged rural villages, as well as vibrant ...
There are no Formal E-mails, no Definitions, no Autobiography or Research here. And because of all that it is not, this book completes those first two in the pilgrimage series in a gentle way.
Karen Freeman! Was born August 22, 1950 in Newark New Jersey. She had a “BRIGHT” daughter named Kira. She Married Warren W. C. Freeman March 1, 1998. They were married for 13 years and 20 days. She “PASSED-ON” March 21, 2011.
Winner of the Massachusetts Book Award "A terrific and sometimes terrifying collection—morally complex, rhythmic, tough-minded, and original." —Rosanna Warren, 2018 Barnard Women Poets Prize citation In a poetic voice at once accessible ...
O. D. Macrae Gibson points out that the function of pyȝt as a concatenating word stresses its capacity to mean both arrayed and set.8 Gordon glosses the word as varying in sense throughout the poem between “set,” “fixed,” and “adorned” ...
This riveting poetry collection is a fresh and witty account of thoughts and experiences that everyday people have in their day-to-day lives.
SELL. IT. SOMEWHERE. ELSE. Well, you can take your good looks somewhere else Cuz they're not for sale 'round here... I've heard about you and the things you do And I don't need you anywhere near. Yeah, I've met your kind a time or two ...
I was indeed fortunate in being able to recruit a pair of talented , conscientious , and unfailingly cheerful draftsmen in the persons of Julie Baker and Kathi Donahue ( now Sherwood ) to collaborate with my wife , Sally , in producing ...