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Friday, October 30, 2015

The Touch of a Vanished Hand



"...And the stately ships go on
To their haven under the hill;
But O for the touch of a vanished hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!..."
(From "Break, Break, Break," Alfred, Lord Tennyson)

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Friday, October 23, 2015

New Owners, Old Tenant



"It's not a closet, it's my office. That's what I should have said."

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Friday, October 2, 2015

The Lemming Regrets ...



Apparently the circumstances are of a technical nature: something to do with a computer and preventive maintenance. Also mentioned by the Lemming: contemplation; a Nero Wolfe novel; and an easy chair.

Meanwhile, the Lemming suggests that readers look on the bright side: the Lemming could have asked Narcissus-X back as a guest blogger.


(Narcissus-X, proffering plenteous provisos. (August 14, 2015)

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