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Nona Blyth Cloud has lived and worked in the Los Angeles area for over 50 years, spending much of that time commuting on the 405 Freeway. After Hollywood failed to appreciate her genius for acting and directing, she began a second career managing non-profits, from which she has retired. Nona has now resumed writing whatever comes into her head, instead of reports and pleas for funding. She lives in a small house overrun by books with her wonderful husband.

TCS: May 30 2022 – To Die for One’s Country

Good Morning ____________________________ Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum, so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in your brainpan, feel free to add a comment. ____________________________ “It’s … Continue reading

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Tarnished Gold

by IRENE FOWLER, Contributor “Don’t gain the world and lose your soul; wisdom is better than silver and gold.” – Bob Marley “A golden statue of a wicked man, is worth less than a mud statue of a man with … Continue reading

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Nothing Has Changed

I first posted this poem here at Flowers for Socrates in 2015. Cataracts of blood have been spilled since then, and still, nothing has changed. Move on, nothing to see here – just another mass murder in America. To read … Continue reading

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TCS: The Door to the Future – A Week of Poets

Good Morning! ____________________________ Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum, so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in your brainpan, feel free to add a comment. ____________________________ “The … Continue reading

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Why Doesn’t the Sun Bleed

by IRENE FOWLER, Contributor Even the Sun directs our gaze away from itself and to the life illumined by it. ─ Eberhard Arnold The Sun himself is weak when he first rises and gathers strength and courage as the day … Continue reading

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A Poem for the Birthday of Lars Gustafsson

Lars Gustafsson(1936 –2016) was born in Västerås, Sweden on May 17. A Swedish poet, novelist, and scholar, he published his first novel in 1959, and his first poetry collection the following year. Some of his poetry collections have been published … Continue reading

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TCS: Adrienne Rich and the Meaning of We

   Good Morning! ____________________________ Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early riserson Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum,so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole inyour brainpan, feel free to add a comment.____________________________ It was an old … Continue reading

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After the Rain

by IRENE FOWLER, Contributor Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning to dance in the rain.” – Vivian Greene “I have always considered the rain to be healing – a blanket – the comfort of … Continue reading

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TCS: Even Gardens, It Seems, Can Set Off Explosions

Good Morning! ____________________________ Welcome to The Coffee Shop, just for you early risers on Monday mornings. This is an Open Thread forum, so if you have an off-topic opinion burning a hole in your brainpan, feel free to add a comment. ____________________________ In … Continue reading

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Swans On Gentle Waterways

by IRENE FOWLER, Contributor “A swan looking at the world from a misty calm lake is like a creature looking at the world from space! All he sees is a large herd of people governed by the most stupid and … Continue reading

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