63 different countries


I’d like to say thank you because  I have had readers from 63 different countries this year.I am very pleased that  my writing  and images appeals to more than just my UK friends.My biggest source is the USA and  that is a big nation…but I have Finland,Qatar,Israel and Burma.I am hoping to continue next year.

Hanukka gives rise to thoughts about translation






Names in the Bible can carry the essence of a story. The patriarchs’ names often reflect key moments in their lives, like their births or their encounters with God. By naming her son Isaac (in Hebrew Yitzhak, from tzchok, or “laughter”), Sarah memorializes her mirth at the improbable idea of having a son at 90. But in English, Sarah’s famous laughter can’t be heard in Isaac’s name.




Song of the Dwarf



Read the translator’s notes

Maybe my soul is straight and good,
but she’s got to lug my heart, my blood,
which all hurts because it’s crooked;
its weight sends her staggering.
She has no bed, she has no home,
she merely hangs on my sharp bones,
flapping her terrible wings.
And my hands are completely shot,
shriveled, worn: here, take a look
at how they clammily, clumsily hop
like rain-crazed toads.
As for all the other stuff,
it’s all used up and sad and old—
why doesn’t God haul me out to the muck
and let me drop.
Is it because of my mug
with its frowning mouth?
So often I would itch
to be luminous and free of fog
but nothing would approach
except big dogs.
And the dogs got zilch.

A genius?

I saw this on Facebook


One day Thomas Edison came home and gave a paper to his mother. He told her, “My teacher gave this paper to me and told me to only give it to my mother.”
His mother’s eyes were tearful as she read the letter out loud to her child: Your son is a genius. This school is too small for him and doesn’t have enough good teachers for training him. Please teach him yourself.
After many, many years, after Edison’s mother died and he was now one of the greatest inventors of the century, one day he was looking through old family things. Suddenly he saw a folded paper in the corner of a drawer in a desk. He took it and opened it up.
On the paper was written: Your son is addled [mentally ill]. We won’t let him come to school any more.
Edison cried for hours and then he wrote in his diary: “Thomas Alva Edison was an addled child that, by a hero mother, became the genius of the century.”
Never Give up. Be confident. Remember – (be it life, sports, career, health, family, or any competition) – any battle is won twice – THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR HEAD!!

The succubus is often more glad than us

An intriguing notion was the succubus

Who took the guilt off night sex from us.

Men were  all innocent

But the succubus was intent

On arousing their organ with  her tremulus.


It never seemed to be clear we are  beasts

Imbued with reproductive pursuits.

So we all got hysteria,

Trying to be superior.

Men are all horny,at least.


I understand women’s fear of an incubus

Who  excited himself to  have sex with us.

Wish fulfilment  makes us cheerful

And being loveless is tearful.

Yet a   beloved human man is the best for us.


I suppose these are projections of  our badness

Into other beings  more glad than us.

We criticise in others

All our  crimes,sins and bothers

Then they become even more sad than us.


 Succubus from Merriam Webster


a demon assuming female form in order to have sexual intercourse with men in their sleep

About the Word:

A succubus is the female version of an incubus – a demon in male form who has sexual intercourse with sleeping females.

Originating in medieval European folklore, with similar beings in many cultures, succubi appear in modern fiction, video games, and South Park.

As a more practical insult, the word is also used figuratively, as in this Jezebel.com headline: “This Week In Tabloids: Courtney the Evil Succubus Maneater Will Devour Bachelor Ben.”


noun (pl) -bi (-ˌbaɪ)


Also called succuba. a female demon fabled to have sexualintercourse with sleeping men Compare incubus


any evil demon
Word Origin
C16: from Medieval Latin, from Late Latin succuba harlot, from Latin succubāre to lie beneath, from sub- + cubāre to lie



Love Bade Me Welcome – from Love (III)George Herbert


Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back.
Guiltie of dust and sinne.
But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack
From my first entrance in,
Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning
If I lack’d anything.

A guest, I answer’d, worthy to be here:
Love said, You shall be he.
I the unkinde, ungrateful? Ah, my deare,
I cannot look on thee.
Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,
Who made the eyes but I?

Truth Lord, but I have marr’d them: let my shame
Go where it doth deserve.
And know you not, sayes Love, who bore the blame?
My deare, then I will serve.
You must sit down, sayes Love, and taste my meat:
So I did sit and eat.

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