Merry, Merry, Merry

My Name is Rachel Corrie, (2006), Taken from the writings of Rachel Corrie, Edited by Alan Rickman and Katharine Viner, Produced with the permission of Rachel Corrie's family, «NHB Modern Plays», Nick Hern Books, London, 2007 (Rachel Corrie's emails here)

'My Name is Rachel Corrie' was first performed at the Royal Court Jerwood Theatre Upstairs on April 7, 2005; the production transferred to the Royal Court Jerwood Theatre Downstairs on October 11, 2005, and to the Playhouse Theatre in London's West End on March 28, 2006

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Mothing - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Melissa is hosting Poetics with an invitation to write a poem that speak to metamorphosis and transformation. For more detail and resource follow the link below: dVerse Poets – Poetics – Metamorphosis of Sorts Photo: found on pinterest.com via bing.com “I gnaw the fresh green hawthorn spray” Robert Graves Mothing I don't want to say too muchyou might just steal me awayfrom this…

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What's Your Point? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Found on bing.com “Sometimes an idea is just an idea” Sina Queyras What's Your Point?Tightropeof woven wordssways high in a breezebetween intolerable points,behind me distorted images an ever moving past,before me a miragenothing more than arainbow of shifting sands,the musicin my headis no certain guide,just my invitation to forget the distanceand dance. Copyright 2025 ©️Paul Vincent…

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The Progress Playbook

Baltimore's new floating wetland is bringing back wildlife and clean water

The Harbor Wetland mimics the inner harbour's original tidal marsh habitat, which was destroyed long ago when the harbour was dredged out.

The Harbor Wetland, at 930-square-metres (10,000-square-feet), mimics the inner harbour’s original tidal marsh habitat, which was destroyed long ago when the harbour was dredged out. It’s covered in native shrubs and grasses, which help to filter the waterway.

The $14 million project is already native species like blue crabs, American eels, Eastern oysters and night herons, among other creatures. Equipped with an elevated walkway, it doubles as a free floating park for residents and visitors.

The wetland is situated between Piers 3 and 4 on Baltimore’s Inner Harbor and is part of the National Aquarium. The installation is made up of recycled plastic matting and 32,000 shrubs and marsh grasses, whose roots extend into the water below, providing “microhabitats” for dozens of native species and drawing nutrients and contaminants from the water, according to the aquarium. Circulation is enhanced by an aeration system.

“Harbor Wetland is the culmination of 12 years of research, innovation and determination,” the aquarium’s president and CEO, John Racanelli, said in a statement.

Will You Take My Hand? - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

At dVerse Grace is hosting Poetry Form with an invitation to write a (English) Madrigal – as follows: Content: Often includes a theme of love Structure of an English madrigal *Usually written in iambic pentameter.*Comprised of three stanzas: a tercet, quatrain, and sestet.*All three of the lines in the opening tercet are refrains. Form: A thirteen-line form in three stanzas:Stanza 1] Tercet…

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My latest cartoon for New Scientist

(via They No Longer Shine - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon)

Meanwhile - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: taken at Lake Margarette, September 22 – bobtail lizard. “And the lizards each gone to his dwelling” Percy Bysshe Shelley MeanwhileI left the leavesdidn't rake,a small thing caught my eyebobtail's skinonce comfortablenow shedfor something new,I skirted round left it there as testimony to sacrednesshow life is up and down,as I stoodperhaps as witness,birds came byfrogs, lizards,native…

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All Day I Think About What To Do With The Day - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image: from plus.maths.org one offering of the theory of everything. All Day I Think About What To Do With The Day*AnythingeverythingI want it all,but what will I do with the day-I so want the question to hangin some other time,leaving my body without guiltfreeing meto torpor,sure, I want the movies,a bus ride, coffee, puddle-jumping,to read all daya bottle of wineyou,but to choosewould be…

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Potter's Passion - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Image by Jean-Dominique POUPEL from Pixabay “As the potter’s hands shape each mound …” Rabindranath Tagore Potter's PassionTo plunge my hands into its sticky, creamy wetnessthat's a thing,too dry it cracks, breaksif wet as slurry nothing holds,but if it's just rightyou can feel its soulsqueeze its firmness to a form, shape, orsome distortiontowards fame,its fulness is alive. Copyright 2025…

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