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Poetry Friday (Christmas Edition)

THE MAHOGANY TREE

Christmas is here; Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we; Little we fear Weather without, Shelter’d about The Mahogany Tree.

Once on the boughs Birds of rare plume Sang, in its bloom; Night birds are we; Here we carouse, Singing, like them, Perch’d round the stem Of the [...]

Renewal of faith

It’s never been a huge secret that I’m not the biggest fan of this time of year.

No, not because it’s winter, but because it’s Christmas-time … the mass commercialization of the season has really started to get to me, even more so than usual.

Christmas is about being with people, not about [...]

Poetry Friday

SHADWELL STAIR

I am the ghost of Shadwell Stair.        Along the wharves by the water-house,        And through the cavernous slaughter-house, I am the shadow that walks there.

Yet I have flesh both firm and cool,        And eyes tumultuous as the gems        Of moons and lamps in the full Thames When dusk sails wavering [...]

Poetry Friday

ROUND ABOUT MIDNIGHT

Jazz radio on a midnight kick, Round about Midnight.

Sitting on the bed, With a jazz type chick Round about Midnight,

Piano laughter, in my ears, Round about Midnight.

Stirring up laughter, dying tears, Round about Midnight.

Soft blue voices, muted grins, Excited voices, Father’s sins, Round about Midnight.

Come on [...]

Queen of the Classics

“A Paris-Roubaix without rain is not a true Paris-Roubaix. Throw in a little snow as well, it’s not serious.” — Sean Kelly

In just a few short hours, the 106th edition of Paris-Roubaix will depart the streets of Compiègne, heading north some 260 kilometers to the industrial town of Roubaix; along the way, encountering [...]

Sex and (okay … CX and) …

The Doctor‘s second CX clinic of the season was this evening at Sugarhouse Park.

Having only spent one brief hour on my bike in the past month, needless to say, I wasn’t really feeling it this evening. When one lap around a basically flat park winds you, then you know you’re fat and out [...]