
Speaking or writing without affect,without emotion is not therapeutic.It will not change us.
Speaking or writing without affect,without emotion is not therapeutic.It will not change us.
Dictionarytwee/twiː/adjectiveBRITISHadjective: twee; comparative adjective: tweer; superlative adjective: tweest
My bike was stolen by a student thief
I walked into the city feeling grim
Then you stole my heart,my love,my grief
Chance encounters. meetings, moments brief
I dropped into the library on a whim
My bike was stolen by a student thief
Love is short, then dies the nibbled leaf
Caterpillars,butterflies to come
How you stole my heart,oh love,oh,grief
Rain and wind destroyed our lovers seat
Ignoring this, small bees benignly hum
My bike was stolen,oh you noble thief!
The thief bestowed on me a blessing sweet
The golden ring, the avenues, the dome
How you stole my heart,made love,sowed grief
What is dumb may speak as its time comes
I miss your hand so warm ,then dead and numb
My bike was stolen by an unknown thief
Then you stole my heart, you taught me grief
Who steals my purse steals trash; ’tis something, nothing; ‘Twas mine, ’tis his, and has been slave to thousands: But he that filches from me my good name Robs me of that which not enriches him And makes me poor indeed.
A comment in the Sunday Times discussion on Brexit and Northern Ireland
https://www.thetimes.co.uk/edition/comment/the-western-miracle-we-cannot-take-for-granted-2mgwl0hv3