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The Return of Poetry Friday?

O Me! O Life! Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the […]

Cycling Word Play

Ghisallo Prayer

O Madre del Signore Gesù, Ti preghiamo di volerci benignamente assistere e proteggere nelle nostre attività ciclistiche. Ti domandiamo di conservarci forti e sani nel corpo, puri e ferventi nell’anima e di tenerci lontani dai pericoli sia negli allenamenti che nelle corse. Ti chiediamo de fare della bicicletta un strumento de fratellanza e di amicizia, […]

Cycling Word Play

Cyclocross Book Reviews

Anyone who knows me knows how much I love the sport of cyclocross; so much so that was my 9th year officiating the Utah Cyclocross Series. People may not know that I love the history of the sport of cycling as much as I enjoy watching the sport in current times. Over the years, I’ve […]

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Poetry Friday (belated)

DUST OF SNOW The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued.   — Robert Frost

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Poetry Friday

THE SNOW FAIRY I Throughout the afternoon I watched them there, Snow-fairies falling, falling from the sky, Whirling fantastic in the misty air, Contending fierce for space supremacy. And they flew down a mightier force at night, As though in heaven there was revolt and riot, And they, frail things had taken panic flight Down […]

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Poetry Friday

WHEN A WOMAN LOVES A MAN When she says margarita she means daiquiri. When she says quixotic she means mercurial. And when she says, “I’ll never speak to you again,” she means, “Put your arms around me from behind as I stand disconsolate at the window.” He’s supposed to know that. When a man loves […]