Another poet and wordwright…do visit
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Another poet and wordwright…do visit
Another poet and wordwright…do visit
If we write a perceptive post or a humorous post we will feel happy if a lot of people read it.But,if it helps just one person or amuses just one person then that is enough.We don’t know how far the ripples will spread.
If a butterfly in the South ~America flapping its wings can cause a storm in Europe…a few good words or one perceptive photo might have a strong influence.We will never know.
http://www.oxfordtimes.co.uk/news/features/5022802._The_world_s_finest_Christ_scholar_/

http://ndpr.nd.edu/news/24561-conversations-with-emmanuel-levinas-1983-1994/
This is really good.Not just a short book review but a discussion ranging quite widely of all Levinas‘s era and his Judaism.
It makes me think how much we can take our life for granted when we consider all the tragedies in the world.I read yesterday that men are never confident of their masculinity and thus war is inevitable just as scapegoats have been needed to carry the evil of us who cannot face our own evil…
Are humans able to change?What is the role of women in all of this?
I am mulling it over whilst heavy rain falls down and leaves fly off the trees


375g pack puff pastry, preferably all-butter
5 large eating apples – Cox’s, russets or Elstar
juice of 1 lemon
25g butter, cut into small pieces
3 tsp vanilla sugar or 1 tsp vanilla extract
1 tbsp caster sugar
3 rounded tbsp apricot conserve
Method
Heat oven to 220C/fan 200C/gas 7. Roll out the pastry and trim to a round about 35cm across. Transfer to a baking sheet lined with parchment paper.
Peel, core and thinly slice the apples and toss in the lemon juice. Spread over the pastry to within 2cm of the edges. Curl up the edges slightly to stop the juices running off.
Dot the top with the butter and sprinkle with vanilla and caster sugar. Bake for 15-20 mins until the apples are tender and the pastry crisp.
Warm the conserve and brush over the apples and pastry edge. Serve hot with vanilla ice cream or crème fraîche.
Recipe from Good Food magazine,2005
I usually do it on a lower heat for longer.I put in some ground cloves
This is a good source I find


My mistress’ eye is like a currant bun
Though she has problems,she is quite divine
Her bosom is bared,bold out in the sun.
I hope that what his hers is also mine?
My mistress eye looks fine as it is glass
She lost her marbles playing with a fox
She’s good at letting errors whistle past
And mending fuses in that little box.
My mistress dear I gaze upon that breast.
I see her skin is warm and she does sweat.
I too have lusted and I have confessed
But still she gambles and she places bets.
In truth I am as fickle as a weed
but each must act according to his need