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In Love on May 15, 2012 at 3:38 pm

It is always a pleasure to read new stories about Miss.Ponsonby and Miss.Butler

The Ladies of Llangollen

At the end of last week I received a wonderful biography (2007) of William Smith MP called Progress by Persuasion: the Life of William Smith, 1756-1835. HIGHLY recommended for its blend of the political, social and familial. The authors are Jenny Handley and Hazel Lake; I’ve been lucky to be in correspondence with Hazel recently. So I hope to talk more of this book.

William Smith knew oh-so-many familiar names; but the one I of course write about here are Sarah Ponsonby and Eleanor Butler!

Jenny and Hazel have included the diaries (few as there are in existence, alas) of Smith’s wife, Frances Coape. And it is during their travels that we catch glimpses of Eleanor & Sarah:

1784, September:

“Mon Set off to visit Llangollen at half past 8 – …

The vale of Llangollen  dined at Inn called the Hand patronised by Miss Butler and Miss…

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Arabic Literature(in English) about Palestinian hunger strike

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:49 pm

On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike | Arabic Literature (in English)

On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike My brothers, Forgive me if I’m unable to say honestly and straightforwardly all that I would like to say to you I’m drunk, my head is light, it spins, not from raki but from hunger. My brothers, I’m European, I’m Asian, I’m American, In this month of May I’m not in jail or on a hunger strike, But lying at night in a meadow With your eyes as near to mine as the stars And your hands in mine as a single hand like the hand of my mother like the hand of my helpmate like the hand of life. My brothers, You, at least, have never abandoned me, Not me or my country or my people. I know that you love me and love what’s ours As I love you and love what’s yours. And for this I thank you, my brothers, I thank you. My brothers, I have no intention of dying. And if I am killed I know I’ll go on living in your thoughts. I’ll live in the lines of Aragon- in every line that describes the coming of beautiful days- And in the pigeons of Picasso, And in the folksongs of Robson… And more beautiful than anything else more triumphant than anything else I’ll live in the jubilant laughter of a comrade on strike day in the port of Marseilles. My brothers, Since you really wish me to talk again, I’m so happy, so happy, that I spurt the words out!

Arabic Literature(in English) about Palestinian hunger strike

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:49 pm

On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike | Arabic Literature (in English)

On The Fifth Day Of A Hunger Strike My brothers, Forgive me if I’m unable to say honestly and straightforwardly all that I would like to say to you I’m drunk, my head is light, it spins, not from raki but from hunger. My brothers, I’m European, I’m Asian, I’m American, In this month of May I’m not in jail or on a hunger strike, But lying at night in a meadow With your eyes as near to mine as the stars And your hands in mine as a single hand like the hand of my mother like the hand of my helpmate like the hand of life. My brothers, You, at least, have never abandoned me, Not me or my country or my people. I know that you love me and love what’s ours As I love you and love what’s yours. And for this I thank you, my brothers, I thank you. My brothers, I have no intention of dying. And if I am killed I know I’ll go on living in your thoughts. I’ll live in the lines of Aragon- in every line that describes the coming of beautiful days- And in the pigeons of Picasso, And in the folksongs of Robson… And more beautiful than anything else more triumphant than anything else I’ll live in the jubilant laughter of a comrade on strike day in the port of Marseilles. My brothers, Since you really wish me to talk again, I’m so happy, so happy, that I spurt the words out!

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:28 pm

Letting go isn’t easy but when You read this post You’ll have a hope for doing it..

Mirth and Motivation

“Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure.” Oprah Winfrey

Let go. Why do you cling to pain? There is nothing you can do about the wrongs of yesterday. It is not yours to judge. Why hold on to the very thing which keeps you from hope and love? Leo Buscaglia

What are we holding onto? Are we even aware of what is holding us back? My spin teacher always reminds us to breathe… Right in the middle of class, as we spin away, lost in our own reverie, her voice cuts through the air, interrupting our thoughts… “Breathe! Breathe! Don’t forget to breathe!” Invariably, I find myself laughing, as everyone in the class, including me, takes a deep, gulping breath. We marvel at how well she knows us. But it is our nature to hold on to…

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In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:19 pm

We shell retweet as much as someone of the publisher see it my friend.You are doing great artwork

Warren Stokes Art

Maze-ing Maze 328

Maze 328:   I chose today’s quote because I’m fed up with trying to get my art and books published.  NO were not interested, no it’s not the book for us, or my favorite they don’t even read it and respond with the same email I got a year ago with a different book.

So now my feelings have changed about being the nice writer/artist who waits and try again and again to find an agent or get published.  Today I choose to be on the offense and not accept no for an answer.  My goal is to get an agent or publishing deal in the next 30 days.

I spent a few hours today getting contact info for several agents and will begin the journey after this post.  I would also like the help of anyone who reads this post that may have ideas, contacts or…

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What Thaer Halahleh’s family told me about his release brings joy, but raises troubling questions

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:12 pm

What Thaer Halahleh’s family told me about his release brings joy, but raises troubling questions.

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:09 pm

My heart bleeds for each and every one of them..

& Arablit

This morning, I have been looking for and listening to “political” poetry. Unless I am mistaken*, although there is the puppet-show advertisement for Aboul Fotouh, there otherwise seems to be a relative absence of literary and visual art associated with the Egyptian presidential campaign. (Thank goodness, really.)

But across the border, poetry and theater have accompanied and commented on Palestinian detentions and hunger strikers. There have also been artistic expressions re-seen, like this one “in honor of the Palestinian prisoners on hunger strike.”

I am interested in any sort of literary culture — “hasty” or otherwise — that encourages me to re-see the world. Rafeef Ziadah’s hunger-strike poem, although it has an interesting line, “Our Spring in Palestine is born shackled to a hospital bed,” doesn’t do that. I looked around for other hunger-strike poetry: There was a “Hunger Strike Poem” in the Poems from…

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Music for all of You

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:04 pm

…Нереально…Красивая…Музыка… – YouTube

  May You all be blessed by Lights and Love!

Music for all of You

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:04 pm

…Нереально…Красивая…Музыка… – YouTube

  May You all be blessed by Lights and Love!

Beautiful Arabic eyes

In Love on May 15, 2012 at 2:00 pm

Beautiful eyes / Красивая песня – YouTube

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