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.

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

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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.

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.