Poetry Note #1: Happy Birthday, Mr. Hughes

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Today is the first day of Black History Month and also the birthday of Langston Hughes, the African American poet and social activist. Google has given him a doodle today, which is really nice.

Mr. Hughes' Google doodle. Mr. Hughes’ Google doodle. At his famous typewriter.

Also on February 1, 1960, four black students began a sit-in at a segregated lunch counter in Greensboro, North Carolina. But that’s another story.

The sit-in at a Woolworth's store in Greensboro, NC by four freshmen at  North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University sparked a series of non-violent protests. By the end of the week, 1,400 students turned up at the Woolworth's store! They helped to turn the tide against segregation in the South. The sit-in at a Woolworth’s store in Greensboro, NC by four freshmen at North Carolina Agricultural and Technical State University sparked a series of non-violent protests. By the end of the week, 1,400 students turned up at the Woolworth’s store! They helped to turn the tide against segregation in the South.

Born in 1902 in Joplin, Missouri, Langston Hughes moved around a great deal with his grandmother. He followed his father’s wandering footsteps to Mexico and visited West Africa and Europe, before returning to work…

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Excusing bigotry to run for President?

“I don’t chuck people out of my circle or out of my life because they have a different point of view. I don’t drink alcohol, but, gosh, a lot of my friends, maybe most of them, do. You know, I don’t use profanity, but, believe me, I have got a lot of friends who do,” Huckabee said.

“Some people really like classical music and ballet and opera. It’s not my cup of tea. I would like to think that there’s room in America for people who have different points of views without screaming, shouting and wanting to shut their businesses down.”

Such rhetoric is central to Huckabee’s efforts to engage social conservatives.

In recent weeks, Huckabee has picked fights with the White House over President Barack Obama’s friendship with Beyonce Knowles. Huckabee says the Obama daughters should not treat the entertainer as a role model because she is overly sexual.

via News from The Associated Press.

Egyptian Aak 2015 – Week 5 ( Jan26 – Feb 1)

Shaimaa El-Sabagh died from 3 birdshot wounds
Egyptian prosecutors to examine social media videos of El-Sabagh killing

Nervana

Sinai attacks

(Funerals have been taking place for those killed in the Sinai attacks – Photo via BBC)

Main Headlines

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bigotry for dollars and that’s the end of that non-storyJan Morgan woman who banned Muslims from gun range as ‘safety’ measure claims business is booming – Americas – World – The Independent

Last week, a father and son claimed they were kicked out of Ms Morgan’s range – despite being Hindu. The man tweeted: “My dad and I just got kicked out of a Muslim-free gun range. I’m not Muslim, I’m just brown.”

The Justice Department has declined to comment on the case, but the American Civil Liberties Union of Arkansas told Fox News it was “more than happy” to proceed with legal action against Ms Morgan if a client who had been turned away came forward.

via Jan Morgan woman who banned Muslims from gun range as ‘safety’ measure claims business is booming – Americas – World – The Independent.

A Time of Hope

Bealtaine Cottage, Ireland

Imbolc is the day that we celebrate the passing of Winter and the return of Spring.

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Imbolc marks the seasonal change, where the first signs of Spring and the return of the sun are noted.

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A festival of light, to celebrate the return of the sun, now gaining power in its’ ascent from its’ low travail across the horizon.

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I walked out across the gardens today, recording in image the day of Imbolc.

The rays of the sun, felt warm upon my face and as I walked away from it, warmed my back.

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This renewal that is Imbolc has cast its’ energy upon the land and myself…here I am re-sculpting the beds near the veranda and creating more of a movable pot garden.

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The hens in the hen-house are sitting against one wall of the building where the sunlight falls warmly upon them.

Even they are aware of Spring and have begun to…

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What I learnt about inequality after spending time with some of the richest people in the world – Comment – Voices – The Independent

deja vu – just tenners at heart who don’t grow up and think thei geat wealth makes the right, special, different – grin – when they fart, it still stinks up the room – ha ha

Blondi – Maria: Maria, you’ve gotta see her

Go insane and out of your mind
Latina, Ave Maria
A million and one candle lights

Ooh, don’t you wanna break her?
Ooh, don’t you wanna take her home?

She walks like she don’t care
You wanna take her everywhere
Ooh, it makes you wanna cry
She’s like a millionaire
Walkin’ on imported air
Ooh, it makes you wanna die

That is their tragedy. But it’s not quite on a par with the tragedy of a mum juggling eight jobs on zero hours contracts. So boo hoo, you might say.

We should pity their separation from the 99 per cent. But not too much – when the next crash happens, let’s not use quantitative easing and the bail-out to super-charge inequality further. Pity democracy, pity people, but don’t pity those with too much money.

via What I learnt about inequality after spending time with some of the richest people in the world – Comment – Voices – The Independent.

“I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife”…

Eye Will Not Cry

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The hand written confession,
she left by the bed…

Was filled with dark secrets,
from deep within her head…

Revealing her anguish and
stained by her tears…

It was an accumulation,
built up through the years…

She’s now left it behind,
for those close to read…

As her battle scarred soul,
was released and finally freed…

And this detailed explanation,
confessed all her sins…

All the mistakes she made,
whilst encouraged to sing…

By the Devil in her heart,
such a forbidden lover…

Who took full control and
distracted like no other…

She was attracted to him,
like a moth to a flame…

She couldn’t resist him and
she carried that shame…

Along with many secrets,
that she hid from her world…

As she risked everything,
whilst the whirlwind whirled…

And swept her up into,
a deceitful double life…

Rendezvousing with strangers and
sexual encounters in the night…

But…

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