The secret that my mother knows,
Of how to provide peace through food:
Meatloaf, gravy, beans, and potatoes.
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Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Image by Mark Harm Niemeyer
Far Out (By Philip Larkin)
Beyond the bright cartoons
Are darker spaces where
Small cloudy nests of stars
Seem to float on the air.
These have no proper names:
Men out alone at night
Never look up at them
For guidance or delight.
For such evasive dust
Can make so little clear:
Much less is known than not,
More far than near.
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- Turkey Tetrazzini
- Japanese Stage Art
- A Few Haiku From Issa Kobayashi
- New Art From Mark Harm Niemeyer
- Sunk In Anger
- Paternal Issue
- On and on...
- International Conference
- White Night
- Comfort
- The Lost Scot
- November's Gift
- Ancient Peace -- 諏訪大神社
- Ancestors' Forgotten Warning
- Christmas Decorations Already Up
- Better Than X-Box
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- Near The Refugee Camp Gate
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