A Year of Poetry – Day 232
Posted by daddybear71 on December 11, 2016
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A Year of Poetry – Day 231
A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.
And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.
He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,-
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head
Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home
Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swim.
— Emily Dickinson, A Bird Came Down
Posted by daddybear71 on December 10, 2016
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A Year of Poetry – Day 230
Captain, or colonel, or knight in arms,
Whose chance on these defenceless doors may seize,
If deed of honour did thee ever please,
Guard them, and him within protect from harms.
He can requite thee, for he knows the charms
That call fame on such gentle acts as these,
And he can spread thy name o’er lands and seas,
Whatever clime the sun’s bright circle warms.
Lift not thy spear against the Muse’s bower;
The great Emathian conqueror bid spare
The house of Pindarus, when temple and tower
Went to the ground; and the repeated air
Of sad Electra’s Poet had the power
To save the Athenian walls from ruin bare.
— John Milton, When The Assault Was Intended To The City
Posted by daddybear71 on December 9, 2016
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God Speed
“To me, there is no greater calling … If I can inspire young people to dedicate themselves to the good of mankind, I’ve accomplished something.”
— John Glenn, Marine aviator in World War II and Korea, United States Senator, and last of the Mercury astronauts. July 18, 1921 to December 8, 2016
Posted by daddybear71 on December 8, 2016
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A Year of Poetry – Day 229
How heavy the days are.
There’s not a fire that can warm me,
Not a sun to laugh with me,
Everything bare,
Everything cold and merciless,
And even the beloved, clear
Stars look desolately down,
Since I learned in my heart that
Love can die.
— Hermann Hesse, How Heavy the Days
Posted by daddybear71 on December 8, 2016
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Thought for the Day
Tomorrow is the anniversary of Pearl Harbor. Remember that even after all these years, we still have young men and women far from home to defend us. Please keep the casualties and survivors of December 7 in your prayers, and also please include those who serve now.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 7, 2016
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A Year of Poetry – Day 228
Posted by daddybear71 on December 7, 2016
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A Year of Poetry – Day 227
But where I found the children naughty,
In manners rude, in temper haughty,
Thankless to parents, liars, swearers,
Boxers, or cheats, or base tale-bearers,
I left a long, black, birchen rod,
Such as the dread command of God
Directs a Parent’s hand to use
When virtue’s path his sons refuse.
— Clement Clark Moore, Old Santeclaus
Posted by daddybear71 on December 6, 2016
https://daddybearsden.com/2016/12/06/a-year-of-poetry-day-227/
New Book in the Maxwell Saga
Peter Grant has come out with the next book in his Maxwell Saga, Stoke the Flames Higher. I was lucky to be a beta reader for the book, and it’s definitely one that will keep you up as you try to find out what happens on the next page.
Here’s the blurb:
Two planets, torn apart by the same fanatics – and Lancastrian forces are caught in the middle!
Major Brooks Shelby must keep the peace, on a world where radical terrorists want submission or death. Lieutenant-Commander Steve Maxwell must trace the source of their fighters and funding, deal with diplomats, and fend off a nosy journalist.
The marines are up against smuggled explosives and suicidal martyrs, while a suborned bureaucracy stymies the investigation. Brooks and Steve must find a way to stop their enemies at all costs, before the fanatics unleash their own version of Armageddon!
Peter does an awesome job of knitting together several storylines that pit his characters against terrorists bent on spreading their ideology across the stars using murder as a vehicle. He’s created a great universe, and doesn’t have to spend a lot of time explaining it to the reader, so he has plenty of page space to enrich the story and the characters.
One thing that I like about the Maxwell series, as well as its companion “Laredo” books, is that Peter takes space combat away from dog fights in vacuum and actually thinks about how capital ships would be used in future combat. It forces him to build tension rather than action, and makes the reader consider how terrifying sudden surprises could be when distances are measured in hundreds of thousands of kilometers and speeds are measured in fractions of the speed of light.
If you’re looking for an excellent read for a cold evening in front of the fire, look no further.
Posted by daddybear71 on December 5, 2016
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A Year of Poetry – Day 226
Posted by daddybear71 on December 5, 2016
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