A unusual poem by an under-appreciated poet, presumably inspired by William Blake’s Intimations of Immortality:
Continue reading Josiah Spit: Intimations Of Mortality
It’s International Literacy Day
So Owl wrote… and this is what he wrote:
HIPY PAPY BETHETHDTH THUTHDA BTHUTHDY
Pooh looked on admiringly.
“I’m just saying, A Happy Birthday,” said Owl carelessly.
“It’s a nice long one,” said Pooh, very impressed by it.
And here’s to the noble teaching profession that makes it all possible: Continue reading Hipy Papy Bthuthday
The historian knows how vulnerable is the whole texture of facts in which we spend our daily lives; it is always in danger of being perforated by single lies or torn to shreds by the organized lying of groups, nations, or classes, or denied and distorted, often carefully covered up by reams of falsehoods…