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Randall's avatar

I used to follow the Texas Aggies (I grew up in Bryan/College Station) until they did away with the Southwest Conference. Now I tend to say, "They're playing who? WHY!?"

I'm beyond embarrassed about our government. I never thought to see the USA aligned with Putin's Russia, North Korea, and Red China. Regime change can't come soon enough.

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Drake Ogilvie's avatar

Try reading Winifred Letts's soundful poem while listening to Kathleen Ferrier sing Stanford's setting of the poet's word-music.

A Soft Day

A soft day, thank God!

A wind from the south

With a honeyed mouth;

A scent of drenching leaves,

Briar and beech and lime,

White elder-flower and thyme

And the soaking grass smells sweet,

Crushed by my two bare feet,

While the rain drips,

Drips, drips, drips from the eaves.

A soft day, thank God!

The hills wear a shroud

Of silver cloud;

The web the spider weaves

Is a glittering net;

The woodland path is wet,

And the soaking earth smells sweet

Under my two bare feet,

And the rain drips,

Drips, drips, drips from the leaves.

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