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Brighten the Corner Where You Are

Do not wait until some deed of greatness you may do,
Do not wait to shed your light afar,
To the many duties ever near you now be true,
Brighten the corner where you are.

Brighten the corner where you are!
Brighten the corner where you are!
Someone far from harbor you may guide across the bar;
Brighten the corner where you are!

Just above are clouded skies that you may help to clear,
Let not narrow self your way debar;
Though into one heart alone may fall your song of cheer,
Brighten the corner where you are.

Brighten the corner where you are!
Brighten the corner where you are!
Someone far from harbor you may guide across the bar;
Brighten the corner where you are!

Lyrics: Ina Mae Duley Ogdon (1872-1964)
Music: Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (1856-1932)
Photo: Bob McCoy

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Colorado & Utah 2021: Mesa Arch, Canyonlands National Park

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One last stop in Utah, and it was a good one indeed: Canyonlands National Park (via a quick stop at Arches, for the second time in a week, to turn in Junior Ranger booklets and take the oath). Knowing that we only had a very short time – and there is so much to explore in this park; we could spend a week here, and maybe someday we will – Dan planned for us to hit the highlight of all highlights: Mesa Arch.

My mom said that this was her favorite arch – better than Delicate Arch, better than Double Arch, better than any of the arches in Arches National Park. I’m not sure I would go quite that far… Mesa is certainly as iconic as Delicate Arch, but how do you top gigantic stone elephants? But I can certainly respect my mom’s preference for Mesa. I mean, look…

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To All Book Reviewers – A Thank You

Suffolk Scribblings

Thank you

Writing book reviews is tough. It doesn’t matter whether it is a couple of lines and a rating, or a well thought out essay, it takes effort for a reviewer to translate all the emotions and experiences they’ve just felt and translate it into something concise, considered and heartfelt. Many authors complain about how difficult it is to write a plot synopsis or promotional blurb, but it can be just as difficult for reviewers to condense everything they’ve experienced, complete with explanation and reasoning, into a few paragraphs. And then there is the worry about the reaction. Every author understands the anxiety of letting their work go, wondering if people will love or hate what they’ve written, but it is exactly the same for a reviewer, especially if they didn’t enjoy the work they are reviewing.

Some, lucky few, get paid to review books, but most book reviewers do it for free. And this is important for authors to remember…

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Got Calm?

Two-Minute Tune-Up


That we are losing

That we are lost

That we are alone

That we will never stop the ache

Won’t be stopped

By stalking peace

Or people

Or things

What we seek is seeking us

The calms that calms

And has always been the secret

The energy that attracts the opposite

of what we fear

I have found that when I feel unloved or unlovable, the only remedy is to start giving love. Even when I don’t feel loving. Especially when I don’t feel loving.

Only then do I see that what I have been seeking has been seeking me.

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Evening Shades

Christian African Musings

At literally the eleventh hour, I needed to take a breather – a moment away from my screens. I took a short walk in the cool breeze of the night. I noticed the shade of the sky – it wasn’t pitch black. It was a shade of blue – the closest I can describe is a deep, rich blend of navy blue, with the twinkling stars shimmering like diamonds in the sky. (A jeweler must have looked up to the sky on one starry cloudless night and visualized how striking they could make their store display).

Photo by Sindre Strøm:

Observing the elegant beauty of the sky calmed my frayed nerves and in Bob Marley style I found myself trusting that “every little thing’s gonna be alright.” The scene left me in awe, thanksgiving and humility when I remembered how less than 2 weeks ago I was blown away…

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Only Love Passes This Way Twice – Posery by Paul Vincent Cannon


At dVerse Merril is hosting Prosery (144 words) with an invitation to use a line from the poem ‘May Day” by Sara Teasdale: the line is – “For how can I be sure I shall see again The world on the first of May.”

dVerse Poets – Prosery – Sara Teasdale and May

Photo: the Hardy Inlet, Augusta.

“The thing about roads is that you happen upon them again.” Jill Santopolo

Only Love Passes This Way Twice They say that a river doesn't pass twice, cannot be touched twice, only flows by once in its purest self, which is not its purest self, except for the sake of that moment in which it is truly one, never to be one in the same way again. Everything is emerging while yet everything is passing. This is, perhaps, well beyond our capacity to know, but yet it is in our capacity to…

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Q. Does the Buddha really exist?

Zen Fools

A. In fact, the Buddha cannot be explained as existent or non-existent, because it is the state perfectly free of discrimination and words that come from it. Being existent and being non-existent are also words resulting from discrimination. The Buddha is the state that transcends being existent and being non-existent. In this state there cannot even be anyone who can ask or answer a question. So, the historical Buddha said on his death bed, “Not a word have I said,” for fear that his disciples would cling to his words. This is why ancient masters would say, “Some people say that the Buddha doesn’t exist, but the whole universe is full of it without any rift. Although the Buddha is said to exist, thousands of saints have difficulty finding it.”

Student: “What is the Buddha?”

Master: “You are already wrong. If I answer your question, I will also be wrong.”

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The Sinful Mirror by Sheereen Fatima

MasticadoresIndia // Editora: Terveen Gill

The close up of a woman's face and her mirror reflection below
Image Source: Canva

Mirror mirror on the wall,

Can you see the darkness that we hide in us all?

That darkness that molds itself within,

Pecking the soul and taking it for a spin.

The unworth glistening in your reflective surface,

The bubbling insecurities vicious cries without any solace.

Mirror mirror on the wall,

Can you see the broken shell living amongst the happy all?

The pain carried in the charming smile of the human doom,

The tears of agony and loss dried to con and highlight the bloom.

With past in close, diminishing the present, you show the stinging smile everyday,

My dear Mirror, you aren’t as truthful as people say!


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How to watch a movie


When I wrote my Bachelor’s Thesis, I chose to look at how gender roles were adapted from Shakespeare’s King Lear, to Ran, the classic samurai film by Akira Kurosawa. At the time I had watched Ran once when I was a teen, and had recently rewatched it, and given that several genders had been switched from play to film, I figured there was “something there”. The play and the film were some of my absolute favourite pieces of media, so I figured it would be fun.

So, I watched the film again. I watched it and took notes. I watched it in chunks, I rewatched certain scenes again and again, and eventually I reached a point where I could basically replay the film in my mind – every plot point, every scene, and eventually every camera movement was basically put away somewhere in my brain where I could always place…

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