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Belgium
Overcast but warm,
The day dry, unusually.
Walking the woods with the dogs
As many times before.
Lucy and Tig, away in the rough dark deep,
Yipping with the scent of deer, excited.
Ruby, river scrambling, biting
At the bogwater, wagging, from the shoulders backAlong the old familiar track, into
The clearing where the roads diverge.
I stopped and stood. Which way to go?
Think of another Poet, and roads not taken.
Yes, I’ve been here before. This way I came.
That way I saw a squirrel once.
And down that way a badger
Straight on, the Mill Pond where ducks dabble.
Behind me then a stag, stares my way, and
Startled, slips into the wood.
I think again of Robert Frost and look a different way.
I stand a while. I turn, retrace my steps, recall, relive,
I’ll write this down, and this will be
The road I’ve taken.
by Martin Swords, June 2007.
A response to Robert Frost’s Road not Taken. Elsewhere, Reginald Cook has written about an actual walk in the woods with Robert Frost.
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The lines I have written that you read between
The lines on the pages
The lines on the screen
Of lines spoken - I say what I mean.
It’s parallel lines that will never meetShip in the desert
Ships in the night
Ships that pass in the nightEvangeline stream - Evangeline’s dream,
It’s parallel lines that will never meet.
~ Debbie Harry Parallel Lines (from the sleeve notes).
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An interesting collection of notices in a ground-floor window in Brussels.
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One of the disturbing things I found about Brussels are the numbers of cats that are advertised on lampposts, with cute photographs, as being “lost” (or “found”).
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I can’t think what else this could be, spotted a few weeks ago in a supermarket in Brussels, but cheese made from the milk of the Gruffalo.
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Another one of these miniature effects.
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from the Zinneke parade in Brussels last month.
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I like the contrasting costumes and expressions. The theme of the Zinneke parade this year was have a meal!
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And you!
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This was a nice and dramatic dance at the Zinneke parade in Brussels. I notice that everyone seems to have hurt their forefinger. I wonder how, or why?