An interesting post. Kevin
Monthly Archives: October 2015
Mask
Why do you ask
If I wear a mask?
Do you suppose my expression benign
Conceals some hideous crime?
Look in the glass
And rather ask
About your own mask.
Put away the stones
For bones
Are brittle
And friend’s opinions fickle
As the witches in Macbeth
Who promise much, then leave him bereft.
Balinda (Humour)
There was a young lady called Balinda
Who’s mother asked that fire she bringa.
The match it caught
On the new dress she bought
And Balinda was burned to a cinda
Books Vs. E-books
A good post on the advantages and disadvantages of ebooks compared to their traditional counterparts. Being blind I relish the independence provided by electronic books. Most Kindle titles have text to speech enabled allowing visually impaired people to have books read aloud. I lack sufficient sight to read print books, consequently ebooks are a liberating invention. Having said that, I love the scent of physical books and possess many braille books. Its wonderful to sit with a real book on my knee leafing through the pages and I would be sad to see physical books go the way of the dodo. There is, I believe and hope a role for both traditional and electronic books. Kevin
I’ve read many books in my lifetime, but then again, I’m not that old yet. In this age of technology, everything is being replaced, and books are no exception.
So, let’s talk about this today. What’s better books or e-books?
BOOKS : Pros
1)Actual pages, ergo, a literal page turner.
2)Real edges, thicker edges, the feel of a real book.
3)The book smell. Come on, you know that smell, whether it’s a new or an old book, it always smells good. Hmm..that book smell. 😀
4)The happiness of having a mini library in the house 🙂
5)Having soooooooooo many books that they don’t fit on your bookshelf. Most of my read books aren’t even on my bookshelf. Most of them are in my storage bed.
6)The happiness of buying REAL books!
7)Having THAT limited edition, special, hard bound book.
Cons
1)They get really old and wrinkly after a while…
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Refugees
A checkout girl young and sweet
The thought of refugees almost makes me weep.
She speaks of her car
I ponder on those who have travelled far.
She is at university
While others face adversity.
A kind hearted girl
Do thoughts whirl
Through her head
Of the suffering and the dead?
Just an ordinary morning shopping,
Nothing shocking.
The right way to write
I agree with Sue. What matters is whether a book reads well not whether it is a shiny, fully polished product. Kevin
Writing
The bird he speaks to me of wasted time
of how I labour inside when the weather is fine.
The dog rolls on his back, paws in the air
For my writing he does not care.
The sky it darkens in the west.
I cease my toil, that is best.
Mountaineering
Beautiful mountains, their peaks pointing to the sky.
I would die
for the chance to climb
That track sublime.
Would that I could sally
Into the verdant valley
That nessles between
Those hills green.
Oh to drink from the life giving stream,
Which does flow
Where few may go.
I can but dream.
Revolution By A E Housman
West and away the wheels of darkness roll,
Day’s beamy banner up the east is borne,
Spectres and fears, the nightmare and her foal,
Drown in the golden deluge of the morn.
But over sea and continent from sight
Safe to the Indies has the earth conveyed
The vast and moon-eclipsing cone of night,
Her towering foolscap of eternal shade.
See, in mid heaven the sun is mounted; hark,
The belfries tingle to the noonday chime.
‘Tis silent, and the subterranean dark
Has crossed the nadir, and begins to climb.
October 2015
A weak sun.
Day is almost done.
We have had our fun.
Soon the dark will come.
