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Solstice
The songbirds ushered in the Solstice, singing spun light from the northeastern horizon, pouring it into my neighbourhood, spilling a beam on the bench in my front yard.
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The songbirds ushered in the Solstice, singing spun light from the northeastern horizon, pouring it into my neighbourhood, spilling a beam on the bench in my front yard.
Had someone tortured my child as the nuns and priests and bigots tortured the children depicted in the film, had bigots treated anyone in my circles as Saul was treated by many people, I'd have fought them all to the death. Had I known, I'd have acted. Which, of course, is the point of a movie like Indian Horse.
“Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, Or what’s a heaven for?” Stephen Hawking dismissed the religious notion of “heaven,” yet brought Robert Browning’s thought to unexpected life. Hawking, the British cosmologist, theoretical Read more