Archive for February, 2010

big red riding hood

“Grandma! What big feet you have!”

“All the better to cover you with, my child!”

And with that, the Big Bad Weather jumped out of his grandma-clothes and consumed Big Red Riding Hood with the largest foot of snow she’d ever seen!

But a huntsman in the woods nearby heard Big Red Riding Hood’s cries for help, and rushed up the hill. There lay the Big Bad Weather, fast asleep. Hastily, he took his shovel, and began to shovel the snow off Big Red Riding Hood.

All through the night he shoveled, but the snow was so thick that when day came, it seemed he’d only dusted some snow off her head.

But Big Red Riding Hood knew that being devoured by the Big Bad Weather was no excuse to skip school. And so, after hibernating in the snow for an additional hour in the morning just for good measure, she thanked the huntsman, mustered all her strength, and dragged her reluctant student body to class.

And they all lived happily ever after. The End.


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love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places

yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skilfully curled)
all worlds

e e cummings

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castles in the sand

We’ve found each other.
Half surprised, bashful,
We stand together alone,
Then bend to build a sanctuary
Around us,
Defining this, projecting that,
Like children on the beach
Building castles in the sand,
“To protect us from the sea,”
We say.
“This is our cove, our love,
Us two, you, me, we…”
When beyond our walls we hear a voice,
Then see our Father’s face,
An intrusion,
Coarse, like the sands beneath our tender feet.
“Playtime’s over, kids,” and we kick, sulk,
We do not want to leave, to give
Up what we have so recently
We frown, displeasure in our brows,
As the Father gently sweeps our castles
Off their feet, then,
Eyes widening,
As from beneath the sands He raises blocks of stone
Where once our shaky spires stood, piling
One atop the other, beautiful
Temple around the
“Thus shall you love, thus shall you live,
Not as the world, but as the Word.
For I have given once, and shall I not once more,
If you would but give in, shall I not

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salut d’amour

salut /saly/ masculine noun

1. greeting;
~! hello!, hi!;
~ de la tête nod;

2. salute;

3. salvation.

– from wordreference.com

Thus, salut d’amour: not just love’s greeting, but the salvation that comes from love.

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When I was one-and-twenty
I heard a wise man say,
“Give crowns and pounds and guineas
But not your heart away;
Give pearls away and rubies
But keep your fancy free.” (more…)

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