The book never written . . .

Saturday, July 12, 2025. It's the Satyr's day . . . The weatherfeather indicates cloudy, rainy weekend in store for TulseyTown .Early morning rains are forecasted to pause for a few hours before resuming this afternoon. Mid 80's and moderate Southerlies are indicated.

We can’t be kind, true, merciful, generous, or honest without courage. – Maya Angelou

Today is the birth date for Pablo Neruda. The Nobel Prize laureate for literature and among the most important, respected and read poets of the 20th Century, was born in 1904 Parral, Chile.

Henry David Thoreau was born today in 1817 Concord, Massachusetts.

And, Julius Caesar, born on the 12th or 13th of July in 100 B.C. Rome.

Where does the line between enforcing U.S. law and utter inhumanity lie? We don’t need to carefully parse its precise placement in order to understand that what this administration is doing has crossed it, is utterly reprehensible, and will be condemned by history, just as other governments that rounded up people and persecuted them are. – Joyce Vance, in Civil Discourse.

A president acts as a magnet, drawing into the highest levels of his administration people who not only share his values but amplify them...Trump is more extreme this time because he’s attracted people around him who are also extreme and pushing him to new levels of malevolence. – Robert Reich, online 7/11/25.

The facts about the Texas flash floods, from Heather Cox Richardson, in Letters From An American

The Nobel Peace Prize? Trump wants one.

What you love – without the grasping desire to possess it – will find you.

The Night, The Porch

...baring oneself

to the wind is feeling the ungraspable somewhere close by.

Trees can sway or be still. Day or night can be what they wish.

[…]

There is no end to what we can learn. The book out there

Tells us as much, and was never written with us in mind.

Mark Strand, “The Night, The Porch,” Rattle, Tribute to Pulitzer Prize winners. Summer 2002.

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