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Cupid and Psyche

February 14, 2012 – 9:04 am

Mamacita says: It’s Valentine’s Day, and since many people associate this day with Cupid, let’s talk for a moment about the REAL Cupid. Well, the real mythological Cupid. Cupid is not a fat naked baby, flying around shooting arrows into people to make them fall in love with the first living thing they see, causing [...]

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That Time Machine At Your Fingertips. . . .

January 18, 2012 – 9:06 pm

Mamacita says: I’ve always liked this quotation. I also believe it is absolutely true. I think about it whenever I’m feeling particularly cowardly. It helps me overcome it. Words help me overcome it. I’ve always stood in awe before the power of words. With words, simple words, we can delve into the past and the [...]

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Yes, Internet, There IS A Santa Claus.

December 17, 2011 – 9:47 pm

Mamacita says: It makes me sad that so many parents are not allowing their children to dwell in the world of innocent fantasy. These parents feel that to allow it is equivalent to lying to their children about what is real and what isn’t. Don’t they understand that to a child, both worlds are real? [...]

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It’s Not My Fault. Pay Me.

June 14, 2011 – 12:19 am

Mamacita says: I first saw this cartoon a few years ago when I was thin and I thought it was funny. Of course, I didn’t know then that it wasn’t a cartoon at all, but an actual documented photo of evil recurring entities, plotting to destroy the self-esteem of a lady who looks a lot [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Eugene Field

April 16, 2011 – 2:58 am

Eugene Field (The Children’s Poet) Little Boy Blue The little toy dog is covered with dust, But sturdy and staunch he stands, And the little toy soldier is red with rust, And his musket molds in his hands. Time was when the the little toy dog was new, And the soldier was passing fair, And [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Elizabeth Bishop

April 10, 2011 – 12:05 am

Elizabeth Bishop Sonnet I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Sara Henderson Hay

April 9, 2011 – 12:17 am

Mamacita says: I could not find a picture of Sara Henderson Hay; every time I thought I’d found one, it turned out to be a bogus site that threatened to shut down my computer. I like Hay’s poems, but apparently Google images doesn’t. So, in keeping with her poem’s theme, I chose another picture. The [...]

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April Is Poetry Month: Edwin Arlington Robinson

April 8, 2011 – 12:04 am

Edwin Arlington Robinson Richard Cory Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him; He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, “Good [...]

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April is Poetry Month: Edna St. Vincent Benet

April 5, 2011 – 9:55 pm

Edna St. Vincent Millay Love Is Not All Love is not all; it is not meat nor drink, Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love cannot fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the [...]

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April is Poetry Month: William Wordsworth

April 3, 2011 – 8:58 pm

William Wordsworth She Dwelt Among the Untrodden Ways She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A Maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love: A violet by a mossy stone Half hidden from the eye! Fair as a star, when only one Is shining in the sky. [...]