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Time for an Update and MORE POEMS!

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I have noticed that the number of visitors to this site has more than tripled in the last few weeks, which is fine, although like most capitalist-inclined writers I notice I am not selling any of my new books online. Oh, well. God is beyond good to me, and he is allowing me to see his creation in Greece starting next week. I will be taking a tour of the Eastern coastline of Greece, including another visit to Istanbul, with a group from the church I attend. It promises to be a bit less strenuous than the trip to Turkey last year, but I am a year older and have noticed that my body is slowing down a bit more than it was in my fifties and sixties. Mostly, it's a stomach malady I am concerned about. I can walk anywhere if needed, and we really did in Turkey.


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I am reading Wuthering Heights and East of Eden. I decided to focus on one and finish it, so I'm in WH. And I can't say I am enjoying it. Why is this called a love story? It's story of codependence, psychotic obsessions, and revenge for no real reason. Why would anyone idealize Cathy and Heathcliff? They are dreadful. Everyone is dreadful and stupid. I may do a podcast comparing it to Jane Eyre. But that's unfair; Jane Eyre is close to my favorite. East of Eden is no better but at least I haven't read it before.


Just because I am told a book is great does not mean I have to think it is or like it. You are free to feel the same.


Some poetry: This first one I think is Emily calling poetry "possibility." Which is cool. Poetry does give a freedom prose is not allowed.


I dwell in Possibility -

A fairer House than Prose -

More numerous of Windows -

Superior - for Doors -


Of Chambers as the Cedars -

Impregnable of eye -

And for an everlasting Roof

The Gambrels of the Sky -


Of Visitors - the fairest -

For Occupation - This -

The spreading wide my narrow Hands

To gather Paradise -



This last is not a poem, but something I need to do.


 
 
 

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