Now my garden parasols stand tall
One is red and one is kind of beige
So naturally, rain decides to fall
I also have umbrellas in the hall
To poke invaders ‘balls if I’m enraged
Thus my garden parasols stand tall
I have a garden with a real brick wall
A lavatory never yet engaged
So, fortunately, rain decides to fall
When it’s autumn, stuff begins to fall
I read a sentence, sometimes a whole page
Still, my garden parasols look tall
I shall give my poetry my all
And if it’s bad then you may take umbrage
Unnaturally, rain will never pall.
Before we married, we were quite estranged
Afterwards, we soon became deranged
Now my garden parasols may fall
So sullenly. the rain decides walks over all
Word of the Day : June 29, 2017
1 : (of a celestial body) to reach its highest altitude; also : to be directly overhead
2 : to rise to or form a summit
3 : to reach the highest or a climactic or decisive point
“My son and I are very interested in science and discovery. We were privileged to hear a distinguished physicist describe his research in magnetic wave phenomenon…. His complex findings present all matter as series of circular waves culminating in one large magnetic center which connects the universe.” — Louise Bostic, The Daily Star (Hammond, Louisiana), 21 Apr. 2016
“Unfortunately, segments of its plot lacked creativity and purpose, ultimately culminating in a mediocre final product.” — Nick Gavio, The Georgetown Voice (Georgetown University), 5 June 2017
Did You Know?
Culminate was first used in English in the 17th century in the field of astronomy. When a star or other heavenly body culminates, it reaches the point at which it is highest above the horizon from the vantage point of an observer on the ground. The word derives from the past participle of the Medieval Latin verb culminare, meaning “to crown,” and ultimately from the Latin noun culmen, meaning “top.” As something culminates it rises toward a peak. These days the word is most familiar to English speakers in its figurative usage meaning “to reach a climactic or decisive point.”
I’ve found there are terms derived from Art than can be useful in altering our perceptions and maybe making us forget our woes and feel more at one with the world.The most common and underrated one is,
Seeing things from a different perspective.
Most people are aware that when we look at a street or a row of trees we see them as differently shaped when we look at them from different positions.But we don’t see it can be used as a metaphor
I can imagine children think they are seeing a totally different place altogether
And furthermore to young children buildings are alive.Windows are eyes, the door is a mouth.So they seem to be looking at us.
When we grow older we invest the world with less of our imagination.So a pavement cracked and marked is fascinating to a child but is ignored, not noticed as we adults rush ahead trying to get things done
I think it is worthwhile to try to regain some childish vision and see more intensively what is near us.And who.
When we are unhappy it is good to get out of our thoughts and put our eyes and ears at the service of what is not ourself.I sometimes watched ants running up tree trunks.I wondered what their life was like.I believe injured ants are carried back to the nest.Perhaps they have a group identity.
See the brave grass growing in a crack in the road.
In a way, the environment IS ourself when we are little and we play outside the front door.For me, it is the hills of my childhood that evoke a sense of identity, a me-ness in me.
So to be a refugee or a displaced person must be very painful in more ways than we think.
As well as literally moving about to alter our perspective, we can also change our minds by trying to imagine what the lives of other people are like.
I find literature and novels especially are good for this.Great writers know more than psychologists.
So we can develop sympathy or empathy for others by reading.Many of us know a little Shakespeare and can identify with Hamlet or Macbeth, even King Lear.These works provide furniture for the mind.
And what do iPhones provide or texting
Should we be worried that a book written in poorish prose like 50 shades of grey outsells the Bible?
The stories of love, murder, savagery, mysticism are more interesting than these feeble writings women read on their Kindles as they commute to work.
Sometimes pretending to be a lawyer and making a case out for something you personally disagree with is a way of learning to see more widely
Because that really matters to everyone and not just the troubled or isolated
I find it hard these days to have a proper talk
A text arrives, my landline rings, what next?
Without their smartphones, many blindly sulk.
Conversation could occur on walks
When phones were heavy and but few could text
I find it hard these times to have a talk
An object of transition , made in bulk
In colours.sizes.prices it’s alleged
That without their smartphones, many people sulk.
Their lips are shuttered with a vocal cork.
Against our humanness, they took a pledge
I find it hard to get friends here to talk
With right hand holding combined knife and fork
The left one texts and secrets are divulged
Without their smartphones, many folk can’t walk.
I ‘m determined with complete resolve
To make my tongue appealingly involved
When I meet a human , I shall talk
And if they say,you’re foreign, I’ll run riot.