Monthly Archives: September 2016

The Noose

Philip MacDonald’s “The Noose” (1930) is heroic detective/adventure writing at its best. Logical, imaginative, quick and sure-acting Anthony Gethryn is at his persevering sharpest in the pursuit of justice. As with most (if not all) of MacDonald’s books the story … Continue reading

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Bravo To Practice!

In the morning of melody’s leap from your tongue, When the tells of your voice are as silver bells rung, I sit still and I listen as, scaling, you rise In a practice made perfect that tries, ever tries, To … Continue reading

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All Gone

Very much, very much, Very much, much, much, I’m a-walking ’round my garden. Very much, very much, Very much, much, much, To wave all my flowers bye-bye. It is sad, very sad, It is very, very sad, Seeing all my … Continue reading

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Silent Praise

When the candlelight falls on your lips as they touch The rim of your wine-glass—oh, it is too much! So precious much I must needful pause, because Stillness has stricken me still-ful with its laws— That say, one, Don’t let … Continue reading

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Non-Fiction is Best

Oh beautiful, musical beat that I hear In the dusty old hallway sounding so clear; Oh wonderful whish of that mountain perfume When she opens the door of my pale-lit room, Oh eyes of blue skies bringing daylight to me … Continue reading

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The Reign of Pig Juice

In the town of Hampton, population 50,000, muslim ‘refugees” totaling 5,000 had been brought in by the feds. In the years two mosques had been built in which jihad was being preached. The mayor had a meeting with crop-dusters in … Continue reading

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On Some Tomorrow:

Three atomic bombs were dropped simultaneously on Tehran, medina and Mecca. Hundreds of imams were arrested in the United States to be deported, and as many mosques bulldozed into the ground. the new President went on television to say that … Continue reading

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