Each night I met a truthful man who never told a lie
of the future did he speak
of what would come, by and by
I spoke to him of beauty of all the colours I did spy
of the art in human hands
of nature’s talk and saddening cry
we talked for many hours each eve until time came for us to leave
our evensong was together sung
for truth and beauty were as one
in truth humankind will wound the earth in ways terrifying and beautiful
in beauty nature will restore its worth
after humankind is stilled
Poetry days #13.
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Nature will have its way eventually. Thanks for reading.
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I like your posts: they’re interesting ; you post a little often but once a day I can take 🙂
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Thanks for the feedback. I don’t expect many people are ever going to look at my posts, so I haven’t really thought a lot about how often I should post and the impact on potential readers. I expect you are right too suggest there is point at which subscribers can be overloaded. I know I don’t enjoy my inbox filling up with too much to consume. I am interested in what you think is a reasonable frequency for posting?
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thanks; I would suggest once a day max; perhaps four or five times a week —
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Thanks again for prompting me to think about this and sharing your thoughts. I will give a lesser frequency a try. Four times a week has a balanced feel about it.
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good: look forward to the next post 🙂
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So true, Sean and so well said.
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Thank you Punam. We are doing so much damage. I wonder if humanity will be “stilled”?
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You are welcome, Sean. I don’t really know if humanity will ever be stilled but maybe nature will find a way to survive around us.
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