New Blood VI

Something new to celebrate the new year.


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The Empty House

See this house, how dark it is
Beneath its vast-boughed trees!

“Secrets”, sighs the night-wind,
“Vacancy is all I find;
Every keyhole I have made
Wails a summons, faint and sad,
No voice ever answers me,
Only vacancy.”


– Walter de la Mare – The Empty House –


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La Petite Danseuse

Even this heart of mine has something artificial. The dancers have sewn it into a bag of pink satin, pink satin slightly faded, like their dancing shoes.

– Edgar Degas –


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When on a Summer’s Morn I wake

When on a summer’s morn I wake,
And open my two eyes,
Out to the clear, born-singing rills
My bird-like spirit flies.


And when Time strikes the hour for sleep,
Back in my room alone,
My heart has many a sweet bird’s song
And one that’s all my own.

– William Henry Davies –


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New Blood V

To many North American Native people, the pine tree is a symbol of wisdom and longevity. For some, its needles and sap protect people from illnesses, witchcraft and more. Among the Six Nations of the Haudenosaunee – or Iroquois Confederacy – the pine tree is known as the Tree of Peace.

In Korea, the pine tree is viewed as an honorable, strong and wise being. Many traditional Koreans pray to a sacred pine tree for good luck, prosperity and health. While, in China & Japan, the pine tree represents longevity and virtue.


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Wreathing a band to bind us to the Earth

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth

– John Keats – To Endymion –


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I don’t want to run to no Hills

I don’t want to run to no hills
I can’t seem to summon of the will
To recall how to administer the sign
I’ve built – without you

King Dude – Silver Crucifix –

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I bring you Gold and Silver Moons

Girl with the burning golden eyes,
And red-bird song, and snowy throat:
I bring you gold and silver moons,
And diamond stars, and mists that float.
I bring you moons and snowy clouds,
I bring you prairie skies to-night
To feebly praise your golden eyes
And red-bird song, and throat so white.

Vachel Lindsay To Gloriana –

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I know not which I love the best

The sisters glide about me hand in hand,
Both beautiful alike, nor can I tell
One from the other, no, nor care to tell
One from the other, only know they come,
They smile upon me, till, remembering all
The love they both have borne me, and the love
I bore them both – divided as I am
From either by the stillness of the grave –
I know not which of these I love the best.

– Lord Alfred Tennyson – The Sisters –

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Bespoke is an adjective for anything commissioned to a particular specification. It may be altered or tailored to the customs, tastes, or usage of an individual purchaser.

Origin: The word “bespoke” is derived from the verb “to bespeak”, meaning to “speak for something”. The particular meaning of the verb form is first cited from 1583 and given in the Oxford English Dictionary: “to speak for, to arrange for, engage beforehand: to ‘order’ (goods)”. The adjective “bespoken” means “ordered, commissioned, arranged for” and is first cited from 1607.

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