Today you get a poem, because it popped up on Twitter and it very much fits the mood right now, although it was written in 2016.


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I almost said I don't know how to describe this, but that would be wrong - it's poetry, quite literally ( Read more... )

LONDON

Night in a city that has licked its wounds ( Read more... )

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( This is River Song )

Seven Stanzas at Easter
John Updike

Make no mistake: if He rose at all

it was as His body;

if the cells’ dissolution did not reverse, the molecules

reknit, the amino acids rekindle,

the Church will fall

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