buzzsawmonkey 10/8/2020 5:37:52 PM

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Weathers

---Thomas Hardy

This is the weather the cuckoo likes, 
And so do I; 
When showers betumble the chestnut spikes, 
And nestlings fly; 
And the little brown nightingale bills his best, 
And they sit outside at 'The Traveller's Rest,' 
And maids come forth sprig-muslin drest, 
And citizens dream of the south and west, 
And so do I. 

This is the weather the shepherd shuns, 
And so do I; 
When beeches drip in browns and duns, 
And thresh and ply; 
And hill-hid tides throb, throe on throe, 
And meadow rivulets overflow, 
And drops on gate bars hang in a row, 
And rooks in families homeward go, 
And so do I. 

Kosh's Shadow 10/8/2020 6:05:39 PM

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Rioting and looting in BLM "protests"? Fine.

Orthodox protesting COVID restrictions? No tolerance for violence! - Adolph DeBlasio

lucius septimius 10/8/2020 6:14:39 PM

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Reply to buzzsawmonkey in 1:

Crow's Fall

- Ted Hughes

When Crow was white he decided the sun was too white.
He decided it glared much too whitely.
He decided to attack it and defeat it.

He got his strength up flush and in full glitter.
He clawed and fluffed his rage up.
He aimed his beak direct at the sun’s centre.

He laughed himself to the centre of himself

And attacked.

At his battle cry trees grew suddenly old,
Shadows flattened.

But the sun brightened -
It brightened, and Crow returned charred black.

He opened his mouth but what came out was charred black.

“Up there,” he managed,
“Where white is black and black is white, I won.”

Kosh's Shadow 10/8/2020 6:15:52 PM

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Used to be if you wanted to clear out a building, you called in a bomb threat.

Today? Cough!

Kosh's Shadow 10/8/2020 7:00:25 PM

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Reply to Kosh's Shadow in 4:

I guess I cleared out this thread

Occasional Reader 10/8/2020 8:06:05 PM

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Reply to Kosh's Shadow in 5:

Not quite!

But I do have an early morning tomorrow, so; good night to all.