Painting by Danny Ngene Ngene 

Tane and Hine-nui-te-Po

May verse seed hope in death,

Being spent in bliss of love,

Into that great darkness

Where Tane came in dread

To seek redemption and redress.

Formed from the earth

His wife gave birth

And their daughter

The girl of the flashing dawn

Was born in sunlit splendor

But he took this daughter

As his slave and plaything

Until shame caught her

And she fled and sought

The spirit world.

And at its gate

She stopped her lover-father

Bidding him return

To care for their children

Saying: ‘I will see them again

They will come to me in due time”

So death itself was born

And she became the night.

President Trump Might Send Scott Brown to New Zealand

He could become the ambassador to the island nation.

By Spencer Buell | Boston Daily | February 17, 2017, 3:01 p.m.

Wandering ex-Senator Scott Brown might be headed for the picturesque mountains of New Zealand to serve as ambassador to the country.

Brown, a prominent supporter of President Donald Trump’s campaign, is reportedly being considered for the post, the Globe is reporting this afternoon.

ABOVE ALL BE KIND AND TRUE TO YOURSELF

Take off your head-phones and bloody listen

I’m your Mum. Give quiet thought a fighting chance,

Control intrusive and abusive urges.

Have some mates, or not, but be your own man.

Care for true friends as if they were the best,

Grapple them to your heart with hoops of steel;

But go-easy on the good-times and being loose

And don’t get led astray by smart-arses.

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The Hollow Men

The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot

Mistah Kurtz - he dead.

A penny for the Old Guy

I

We are the hollow men

We are the stuffed men

Leaning together

Headpiece filled with straw.

NO COMMONSENSE OR FUTURE IN DENYING CIVIL RIGHTS

I have been publishing this online magazine now for coming on eight years – and over this time, I have bitten my lips on many occasions about the Israel-Palestine problem. My reasoning was simply that the positions of most of the protagonists of both ‘nations’ were so entrenched that any comments on my part would not be heard and / or would not contribute much towards positive outcomes.

CULTURE TRASH

New Zealand Police Facebook Page

4.41 pm 13th February 2017

http://www.stuff.co.nz/oddstuff/89377063/suspected-drunk-hedgehog-with-yoghurt-pottle-on-head-allowed-to-go-with-warning

While on patrol in the old mining town and current tourism hotspot Arrowtown, Southland, New Zealand, officers from the NZ Police reported:

Hedgehog located on Buckingham Street looking very drunk and walking into things - discovered to have a yoghurt pot stuck on his head.

Battle of Manila Begins: February 3, 1945

February 1, 2017 by Trevor | 58 Comments

On February 3, 1945, American forces entered the outskirts of Manila, capital of the Philippines, beginning the Battle of Manila, a ferocious and destructive urban battle against the Japanese that would leave Manila the second-hardest hit Allied capital (following Warsaw) of World War II.

ANOTHER BIRTH

Poem by Forough Farrokhzad

A dark and chanted verse is what I am

Forever bearing you

In myself imbued with you

Forth to the morning of eternal burgeonings and blooms

Oh yes I drew you through this verse oh breath

Oh yes I drew you through

This verse and crafted you

To seas to trees to fire I grafted you.

Life may be

A street crossed by a woman with a basket every day

Life may be

Rope for a man who hangs himself from a branch.
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