Archives de mot-clé : peace

Sunday Morning in Kensington

I ate my entire breakfast. Four buttered halves of some compact and perfectly-square loaf of commercially-baked whole wheat bread, two small round pieces of peameal bacon, three over easy eggs, and a nice mixed green salad with a light vinaigrette … Lire la suite

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Poetry 03: Dovetail

A fine mist, a grey sky, an unconsciously slower step induced by the bruine the blanket the beauty of a peaceful morning such as this where the sun is not orchestrating productivity and profitability of a beautiful day but the … Lire la suite

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Easy Breathing

Well. I finally did it. On my third attempt, I finally sat from start to finish through Jungen and Linklater’s fifty-minute film “Modest Living.” Now. I may have dozed a couple of times for a couple of minutes. Here. There. … Lire la suite

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Cock a doodle DO…

It’s a grey and windy Sunday morning with a light and intermittent spitting of tiny, warm raindrops. Sometimes a morning such as this brings with it a sort of sad melancholy. But not today. Today it brings calm and peace … Lire la suite

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Before the tourists woke…

It is early, grey, rainy and cold. The streets are nearly empty save for me and my Vélibre and a few other earlybirds like me here and there, now and again. I am wearing my favourite black dress and am … Lire la suite

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Sunday Morning Rain

Two weeks until Paris. It is all I think about. A peaceful percussion of pitter-patter awoke me this morning just after seven. I went for a very short run and let the skyfall wash over me like a personal baptism. … Lire la suite

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