A RED RED ROSE – Poetry, by Robert Burns

8 years ago

A RED RED ROSE – O, my Luve's like a red, red rose, that's newly sprung in June. O, my…

ON THE RIGHT BANK OF THE RIVER DEE – Chester: half-timbered houses, churches and Roman memories

8 years ago

"Valeria Victrix", it was the name of the Roman legion XX, the one that was headquartered on the right bank…

A DAUGHTER OF EVE – Poetry, by Christina Rossetti

8 years ago

A DAUGHTER OF EVE – A fool I was to sleep at noon, and wake when night is chilly beneath…

WORCESTERSHIRE AND GLOUCESTERSHIRE / ENGLAND – Where time does not fly

8 years ago

You'll have to travel 30 km to the northeast, leaving Stratford-on-Avon behind you, to get to Winchcombe and its sixteenth…

WHITE UMBRELLAS AND RED DRESSES – Andre Kohn, the Impressionist painter who seeks the extraordinary in the ordinary

8 years ago

ANDRE KOHN 1/3 – He was born in Stalingrad, raised by an artistically gifted family (his mother was a symphony…

BABY PICTURE – Poetry, by Anne Gray Harvey

8 years ago

At the age of 46 – in 1974 – she won the Pulitzer Prize for poetry. Anne Gray Harvey was…

BURNING ONESELF OUT – Poetry, by Adrienne Rich

8 years ago

She is best known as a key figure in feminist poetry. For she, transformation goes beyond the act of writing,…

PURITY – Novel, by Jonathan Franzen

8 years ago

He was born in Illinois, and is an American novelist and essayist. He graduated from Swarthmore College in 1981 and…

WHEN THE MUSIC BECOME POETRY – Take me home, Country Road / John Denver

8 years ago

TAKE ME HOME, COUNTRY ROAD > Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older…

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