Author: Katherine
Definition of “quiddity” in English
quiddity
Line breaks: quid|dity
quiddity
Line breaks: quid|dity
Origin
Late Middle English: from medieval Latin quidditas, from Latin quid ‘what’.
Words that rhyme with quiddity
acidity, acridity, aridity, avidity, cupidity, flaccidity, fluidity, frigidity, humidity, hybridity, insipidity, intrepidity, limpidity, liquidity, lividity, lucidity, morbidity, placidity, putridity, rabidity, rancidity, rapidity, rigidity, solidity, stolidity, stupidity, tepidity, timidity, torpidity, torridity, turgidity, validity, vapidity
- US English dictionary
noun (plural quiddities)
Origin
Late Middle English: from medieval Latin quidditas, from Latin quid ‘what’.
Words that rhyme with quiddity
acidity, acridity, aridity, avidity, cupidity, flaccidity, fluidity, frigidity, humidity, hybridity, insipidity, intrepidity, limpidity, liquidity, lividity, lucidity, morbidity, placidity, putridity, rabidity, rancidity, rapidity, rigidity, solidity, stolidity, stupidity, tepidity, timidity, torpidity, torridity, turgidity, validity, vapidity
- US English dictionary
Helped me
Vis a vis the Blackburn Muslims my newsagent who is a Muslim was one of the very few people who said I could call him night or day when my husband was dying.Whereas at the hospital there was no sign of the Chaplain.Though I asked them to contact such a person I forgot while I was attending in the valley of the shadow of death.And I think it was better; for one thing being in A and E. the cubicle was very small.And it also helped all the staff to hear me singing as it made a kind of cocoon in which we were hidden.Of course I didn’t know anyone else could hear me; as if I don’t believe I exist.
British Muslims from Blackburn Lancashire are in Cumbria helping flood victims
Brothers and sisters
From Facebook

My dangerous husband
My husband had a strange knack of leading me into some awkward places.Like we climbed a hill in Wales and he said
We don’t need to go back all that way,I can see a road.The only drawback was that there was an 8 foot high wall where the hill met the tarmac.We jumped down and here I am.Where he is G.O.K.
We were in Devon and walked 2 miles to buy some milk.Instead of taking it back to our cottage he decided we should walk to the sea,climb a cliff [ on a path] which led to a farmyard full of hissing geese on the descent.By the time we reached home we had drunk all the milk and my knee high boots were covered in mud.It was March 1978 a very cold month.Then he told me to clean my own boots.
I didn’t get married to clean my own boots.It’s a man’s job,like understanding politics and praying.I am too busy balancing the books.And cooking them.Or I was.
Now it’s cream crackers on toast with rockets.I feel sorry for the tomatoes but did I create them?
My husband could not eat raw fruit .This proves Evolution is a false theory.Mind you,he wasm’t keen on vegetables either
so his death was self induced a burden to the tax payer.Mind you,I’ll say this for him.He was born at 29 weeks in the kitchen in Teesside and he kindly died in A and E thus not counting on the official number of old folk who died in hospital this year.You have to be in a ward to count.
Thus it was that I gave my first conscious live performance as a singer in A and E in Greater London as we call it.
My petit frere can verify that I have given many unconscious performances as can my ex-boyfriend Arthur.If you hum on a date it’s a sign of something……….. the end of the affair?
The hint of a fuel allowance
Sometimes love is just enough
The term sin is out of fashion yet its reality continues uninterrupted.
Duty is still meaningful when it’s not a form of control.
Why do people assume an inverse correlation between beauty and brains.Don’t ask me.I’m a muted blonde
Or am I neutered and dyed blonde?
The Queen has maintained a pleasant silence about Muslims entering Britain.She’s our ace.
What will Syrians do in Aberystwyth? Eat rock and ruin their teeth?
I just got my hint of fuel allowance.A bag of lard and a chip pan.
Just because my husband is dead does it mean I can heat only one half of the lounge or the drawing room as some call it? You can’t tell hot air where to go,can you?
Mathematics is no use for keeping me warm.I need to move something other than my brain cells.
I’ve got a little vest.Actually it’s quite big.When I opened the pack I thought,why have they put this giant sized vest here?
Now I know.
I’ve saved a fortune having this UTI for 9 weeks.I’ve not been out,drunk coffee,bought more newspapers,met anybody.
Why I could save even more by dying! Except they won’t pay me then!
In our image?
“When we do not understand another human being, and cannot ignore him, to exert an unconscious pressure on that person to turn him into something that we can understand: many husbands and wives exert this pressure on each other. The effect on the person so influenced is liable to be the repression and distortion, rather than the improvement, of the personality; and no man is good enough to have the right to make another over in his own image.”
T S Eliot
Gas by on the other bride
He took Shirley for entertainment.
He works shark time now.
His wife is in a huddle.
Life is all bright in bed with the cat
They praise a man who is is good in bed.Suppose he’s dead?
Sometimes I pass by on the other tide.
I did not take early employment,lately.
I am unfit for praying.I never could spell well
An old folk saying is ,we’re in the doldrums.
The Ancient Harasser is in prison now,a lass!
The Trim Streaker is folloiwng me
The end time is fear.
Tears of mirth
He told me he loved me before the tide over-ran us
His hands seem to twitch all over me and he trembled with tears of mirth
He was the most underrated blogger of his entire degeneration
His words felt like raindrops on toast.
His talent was unswitchable his genius a sorrow in the dark
His organ was unique among chartered territory.
His eyes gleamed like traffic signals stuck on ” no go”
His writing was hard to put down
He never told me his time frame but I watched him covertly.
He told me I was named in his bills.I had overspent his money.He divorced me and I over responded by shooting him with my bow and arrow.All things may go round the bend
Jorge Luis Borges pick his favorite books
A world war is never over
A world war is never over.
Versailles may have been Hitler’s thorn
Ottoman Empire the spoils of France and Britain
Unsettle Middle East.
Men like to defend their honor;
Have no thought fort he morrow.
that’s not quite what Jesus meant.
He meant trust in God
Not steal and kill regardless of the consequences.
It’s not only Zionists who created Israel.
It suited the USA to have a base there enroute for Russia
Nothing to do with God
nor much care for the suffering Jews
maybe even less for their brother Palestinians
It’s a strange world which could be beautiful
but the rich have a grip getting stronger all the time
Is this a poem?AmI a woman?Is God still dead?
A word becoming more trendy now:Fascism




Human flesh and time
Precious stones reflect to us their light
A coloured love invested and inspired
I look upon such rings with great delight
Just sun and eyes are all that we require.
Beauty and usefulness are intertwined
Diamonds ,hard, are used to polish stone.
Yet on crowned heads they echo hope divine
That power will aid the weary and forlorn.
For monarchs act like gods incarnate now
Despotic , or the servants of their flock?
In Coronation rites they take a vow
Though atheists and cynics may each mock.
A jewel ‘s symbolic of that Love sublime
Embodied in our human flesh and and time.
An unusual word
- chalcedony – a precious form of quartz onyx, agate and cornelian are all types of
Origin of CHALCEDONY [
Merriam Webster]
Middle English calcedonie, a precious stone, from Anglo-French, from Late Latin chalcedonius,from Greek Chalkēdōn Chalcedon
First Known Use: 13th centuryRhymes with CHALCEDONY
chalcedony
Songs which I learned as a child
Rubber face
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My husband has a rubber face,
He’s from a subgroup of the human race.
Some men have faces fixed and set;
My husband’s face is not like that.
He imitates our politicians,
Just like Rory Bremner can.
Though he has no wig or hair piece,
He can look like anyone.
Some nights I waken for I’m laughing
While I am in the depths of sleep.
I am dreaming of his mobile features,
Contorted to a different shape.
He is skilled at telling jokes.
And he loves a good cartoon.
If I ‘m feeling dark and desperate
He will help me up again.
He has a rather noble visage.
He gets attention he abhors.
In the bar on King’s Cross Station—
I was asked was he a Lord!
He’s a Lord of Fun and Humour.
He’s a Lord at Listening Well.
He’s unique, but so are you,
And all creatures that on earth do dwell
My ciel est tombé sur l’étang
Oh, je vois si doux de l’listening..he loup ou est-il mentale?
Oh, Ah, kerbumplof.
Cris, demandant compagnon
Bang mon âme
Dans ta chambre
Ker pluf
Thor.War
Tempêtes de la foudre
Vous Hail
AAAAAAhhhhhhhhh
Moi, oh, moi oh, m’a coincé ici dans mon sillon
Donnez-moi des chocs électriques, le treatment.Sulk silencieuse pour moi, s’il vous plaît, en Argentine.
Screech, crier, je sentais que vous regarder.
Touchez-moi avec une plume
Saupoudrez-moi!
Glou!
Je vois les guêpes autour de votre manteau
Ils vous prennent dans les bras et le PIN de votre cou
Bong!
Ne pas cocme près de moi à nouveau
loups ne sont pas
Eh bien venir!
Je soupire pour mein Mutter
elle est cinglée,
prononcer
Sanglot
Crier
cauchemar
Bruit sourd!
Tu me deteste!
Ne jamais appeler à nouveau lorsque vous êtes déjà ici
Vous n’êtes pas les bienvenus.
Je ferme ma porte
sur le démarrage de votre pied
Oh oui.
Le tonnerre et la foudre
Rentre à la maison maintenant
Ceci est un poème plus susceptibles
mal conçu
Aigle vole pendant que je suis
Tomber une montagne …
Éboulis combustion.
Je ne veux plus jamais vous revoir, babe.My canard.
S’il vous plaît être un amour et laisser me.Cheers
Voilà ok.I vous comprends.
Asp, halètement
Par bot voler!
Pas de bruit
Aucune Dach
gémissement sunds.
Il est temps pour mon thé et biscuits
Je cuisinais deux fois
mais vous étiez
ab ab Un aahaa absent aaab aa
envoyé!
Non non Non
Je ne peux pas vous croire!
Couper cette chaîne et laissez tout sortir à nouveau
Oh, bloggers.Go au lit
Maintenant
Comment
Mein eschreitschzung.Flightschzung.Nachtschzung
blung.blung
efface-moi
Je suis une tache d’encre.
Je veux vos doigts, si propre et courbe
Je vais vous marque et vous donne devoirs
Och, aye
Il est bien venu
Crooner pièges à souris
Voir Rockefeller
abandonner et
Apportez un sac de plath de Sylvia
brouillon.
savait-elle?
At-elle k maintenant?
At-elle la sueur
Coup?
Thud.My ciel est tombé sur l’étang
Ne pas fumer près de moi
Je vais me brûle
Car je vous hais
Ou tout simplement envie votre chapeau et un E pour
platitude
Droom, droom
Dee
Sac
punaise
Ted est allé au lit
où il a passé sa lune de miel
avec une autre femme
Pas avec le second
Mathilda
Ça nous a tous fini au large
Brang.Blong
Eschreitchzung
Fleightschztung
Herr Meightschrung!
Teacher marks the verse 3/10
She’s enthralled with bows of holly.
Tra la etc
She’s no reason for her folly.
Flaunts she now her queer apparel
Whilst she haunts the old beer barrel
Tra lalalalalala

Critique:
1 Rhyming verse is old fashioned and unpublishable.You need to be destructured and derrida-ised and also deodorised.
2 How can you tie a bow with a holly branch.They prick.So non-realistic but not quite making it to the world of truly surreal fantasy.This line inhabits a world of its own with no particular attraction to most human beings ,who prefer to live with live beings ,not isolated, meaningless, confused and curmudgeonly lines from amateur poets manque.
3.It may be politically incorrect.That may not concern some people but we must keep up to date.If you wish to be non PC make that plain but without stating it transparently.Study some government reports
4.How can a living person haunt anyone? Are you following me on Twitter or down the road?Are you suffering from OCD and if so are you in treatment or just making the most of it?Count your blessings or sheep.Knock,knock.
5.Women don’t like beer much unless they are sculptors and even then it makes one pee too much.The toilets in Aldeburgh are awful I do agree though that beer does transcend gender in the manner Lacan described in E-creatures.Foucault began this tendency as being French he drank wine in bed and wrote on his knees.What with we don’t know.But if you imitate them you will never beget a degree even in hand writing

I am afraid I have to fail you and I don’t know if you could do better.How about moving to finger painting next term?
Electric Cheetah
Was this Earth designed for life or death,
When wired up cheetahs surf the desert sands
Seeking prey to stave off hunger’s wrath?
This hunt’s repeated over all our lands.
And in deep sea of green we find the curse
Of being pursuer or of becoming prey.
Blood in water looks to me much worse
Yet God requires that we should kneel and pray
Rare flowers can snatch and eat the striped bee
Programmed by genes to fertilize and feed.
I grieve a fierce and violent God exacts a fee.
Even loves to see his creatures as they bleed.
Nature soothes our souls when life’s all green.
Yet tiger springs and cares not when we scream
Quote for today
The human who does not read good books has no advantage over those who cannot read them.
But you ain’t trickin’ me.
He was always very adamant
He could not change his mind
So I soaked his head in old red wine
Because I am so kind.
When he woke up he looked the same
But he spoke so tenderly:
You may have tricked some other guys.
But you ain’t trickin’ me.
I said I knew no other men;
He was my heart’s desire.
He threw his water glass at me
And said I was a liar.
So then I realised with dread,
My love was utter folly.
I gave him 20 English pounds
To buy himself a lolly.
Adamantine’s good for jewels
But not for picking men.
I shall learn my lesson now.
Pray I’ll never sin again.
Merriam Webster:Adamantine

“Lampard and Pirlo have been adamantine, but even Lampard fell prey to injury this past season.” — Rafael Noboa y Rivera, The Hudson River Blue, 17 June 2015
Test Your Memory: Fill in the blank in this sentence from our November 22nd Word of the Day: “The explosion of a supernova leaves behind a ______ from which, upon cooling, new stars and planets may develop.”The answer is …
Dress like a peasant this Xmas
A David Cameron look alike.Should we worry?
What do you know about life
Source: What do you know about life
He whom once I loved
He whom once I loved I now do hateHis words and actions shared a harsh disdainRefusing to allow this bitter fateMy boundaries now exclude his bleak terrain.To win me, he displayed a tender care;with courtesy and flattery he disarmed.Then when my heart was opened up and bare.he suddenly removed his wondrous charm.His harshness ,rigid mind and steely heartShowed him a terrorist in my own sweet lands;For, suddenly, our love he broke apartAnd empty was my once outstretched hand.Beware of charm and love bestowed too soonOr you may likewise suffer dread and do
Away with all strangers
Holly roses
The holly stands,
still as a candle;
Lights the winter dark with roses.
A still white cloud hangs over
Its mirror flashes low sun
A cat stands,puzzled paw held up;
God’s marionette.
A worm surfaces
Do they have eyes?
Bless my soul
Left wing vs right wing
C J Stone has written for the Guardian and other newspapers and journals.I find his writing useful and stimulating.He gives a lot of links to other sites where you can fill thegaps in your knowledge.
Extract:
I’m getting very tired of the division of the world into “right wing” and “left wing”. It seems to me to be a false dichotomy.
In fact if you listen to the average person, they usually hold a wide variety of views reaching right across the political spectrum.
Often they are anti-immigration (a right wing position) but at the same time they are also quite likely to be sceptical of government propaganda and as vehemently opposed to British participation in foreign adventures in the Middle East as any member of the SWP.
In fact it is entirely possible to hold two entirely contradictory ideas in your head at the same time.
William Blake said: “Do what you will, this world’s a fiction and is made of contradiction.”
I always agree with William Blake.
Source: Left wing vs right wing by Chris Stone
The other hand on my tiller
Walking in the churchyard
Walking through the graveyard
See the beauty of the church
Built by conquering Normans
On a stone a robin’s perched.
The sun is setting kindly
Ancient brick walls glow.
Wild wallflowers decorate them
After winter snow.
Reminds me of Lyme Regis
and of Beer in Devon.
Cliffs with fossils bedded in;
that’s my kind of heaven.
Not a room of holy saints
All feeling satisfied
They have got their just desserts.
As sinners hands are tied.
For Jesus mixed with publicans,
With the lost and whores.
Self satisfaction’s hard to take
As keeping ancient scores.
Jesus was a man,you know.
God needs no more death.
The bones from all these churchyards
Are enough cover for the earth.
We can see the liberal notions
Of progress are an error.
Only useless things increase
Which can’t disguise our terror.
We don’t need belief in God
To recognise the wise.
Orient , oh agnus dei,
Killed by western lies.
Oh, in the churchyard nowadays
They have no wooden bench.
Cripples cannot have a rest
On bed of homeless wretch.
I sat down on a marble stone
And looked at magic trees.
Where are those lost green men
Whose worship never ceased.




