Run the Earth and Watch the Sky: The view from here

In lieu of trying to belong to any number of societies: Chesterton, Sherlock Holmes, the Inklings, and so on: I propose and establish one of my own. Don your intelligence cap at the door; dust off your logic and imagination; did you bring your inspiration and encouragement? We are shapers, my friends; lit lamps; light-bringers. Bring quotes; poetry should be uplifting and thoughtful, or witty and clever, (or both). Humor is encouraged; laughter is invited back. Pull up a chair. Anyone for tea?

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The view from here

I invite you into my little space.

I've little energy or eloquence tonight;

(That isn't news to you)

Yet this online aerie holds place

For us, as well it might

Providing still a view

From me to you

My vim and time are spent

This day is through

I've worked and sought

For words as I went

And struggled to

Communicate each thought

As I ought

And still my mind teems

With schedule and story

I have an art-ache

To create currently seems

A conduit of glory

And so it is, I make

Or I may break

The view out the kitchen window...

My glory corner:

Pictures of me over the weekend, keeping it festive and a little funkier than usual with the wrapping (I used my old Times issues, and my signature ribbon):