The photograph of women having tea in New Zealand in 1890 captures a moment that reflects the social customs and cultural practices of the time. During the late 19th century, afternoon tea became a popular ritual, especially among Victorian society’s middle and upper classes. It served as a […]
Grandma! How do you deal with pain? ‘ ‘With your hands dear. When you do it with your mind, the pain hardens more ‘. ‘With your hands, Grandma? ‘ ‘ Yes, yes. Our hands are the antennas of our souls. When you move them by sewing, cooking, painting, […]
THE FACE IN THE CROWD . The sun went down and the night came grey, I pulled the blinds on another day. The chill was mine when I thought no more, Of the face in the crowd, I was looking for. . Her face I had seen from […]
MY AUBURN MA VOURNEEN . Do you remember, ma vourneen, A hill where once we dreamed, Beneath the pines of summer where The shafts of sunlight gleamed. How they sparkled on the hummock, How they dappled all the green. Do you remember how you felt, My auburn ma […]
THE SEA WIND’S KISS The kiss of the wind that I love best, Has the tang of the open sea, But the warm moist air that breathes the west, Is the wind that sets me free. Where a man may go to the farthest shore, Yet return by […]
THE HORSEMAN OF THE SKIES . With horse as white as satin, He rode the midnight skies, An ardent gleam of passion, In the rider’s cold black eyes. The horse’s mane was flowing, And its head was high and proud, And from its flaring nostrils, Its breath appeared […]
MA VOURNEEN . When time and distance separate us, Then you will find the spirit of our togetherness, In a glass of wine. My darling, Make it a long-stemmed glass, To remind you that even the minute apart is the longest one. Fill it to its very brim […]
WHO WILL SPEAK FOR EUROPE? . Will no one speak for Europe, We are a special breed, So many hate and denigrate, Pour scorn upon our seed, But who will stand and speak for us, Before we’re trampled in the dust, Oh, such a tragic fate. There’s just […]
THE EMBERS OF EUROPE ARE DYING . The Embers of Europe are dying, The phoenix is sleeping in peace, But no rest for the peoples of Europe, The nations that bankers must fleece; No peace from political traitors, There’s never respite from their wars; The Embers of Europe […]
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