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(photographs: Tom Davis)

Friday, July 7, 2017







cafe paradiso


The cafe is a peaceable kingdom. There is no enmity here. We dream of a world before it was divided, and serve the food of many nations. But to cook that food well, to understand its sublimity, it is necessary to embody it.


Deirdre Burton and Tom Davis






Thursday, July 6, 2017








Purple -- is fashionable twice -- 
This season of the year, 
And when a soul perceives itself 
To be an Emperor. 

Emily Dickinson






Wednesday, July 5, 2017









We are such stuff
As dreams are made on; and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.

From Shakespeare, The Tempest






Tuesday, July 4, 2017







reflected light


The light of poetry is 
not only a direct but also 
a reflected light, 
while it shows us the object, 
throws a sparkling radiance on all around it.


Hazlitt (with added lline breaks)






Monday, July 3, 2017









We never know how high we are
Till we are asked to rise
And then if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies --

The Heroism we recite
Would be a normal thing
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King


Emily Dickinson







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