October 2010
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The Way to the Florist
Dominic: Can I show you the way to the florist?
Abélard: No, thank you. I tend a rose garden in my backyard.
Dominic: You must be a Casanova! Always a rose to charm the ladies.
Abélard: Hush, now. This is no place for such idle chatter. Please, will you point me to the newspaper office? I must attend to some business there.
Dominic: Three blocks yonder, on the right. Next-door to the town hall.
Abélard: Much obliged. (bows head, holding hat with one hand, and paces briskly away)
Dominic: (calling after) Take care not to lose your petals along the way!
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My Blog →
An archive of writings:
http://ohelizabeth.wordpress.com
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WatchStempel vs. Van Doren & the quiz show scandal
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“Nada te turbe,
nada te espante,
todo se pasa”
– St. Teresa of Ávila
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Solitary Things
Sitting quiet at a picture-show
The chair next-door is cold and clear
As sighs of wind against the glass
A sibilant sound that stirs the cat
From slumber on a winter’s day.
I really think I cannot say
Which is the worser end:
A lonely chair at the picture-show
Or a sigh that gets lost on the wind.
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