Ancestors

Toot

Written by Clare on 2025-02-02 at 15:25

How can I, that moon hanging there,

My attention fix

On American, or Russian,

Or Canadian politics?

Apologies to WB Yeats for appropriating his poem. It’s one of my favourites of his.

I realized late last night that I had been in a terrible mood all day long. Justified, perhaps, by the state of the world. But I looked to beauty and poetry pull me out of it.

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Descendants

Written by penpencilbrush🇨🇦 on 2025-02-02 at 17:28

@NunavutBirder Nature is magic all around us.

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Written by Olga Lovick (she/her) on 2025-02-02 at 17:38

@NunavutBirder We need to find strength wherever we can.

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Written by Vanni Di Ponzano ⁂🚴 ❤️ ☕ 🍎 on 2025-02-02 at 17:42

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"Turning and turning in the widening gyre

The falcon cannot hear the falconer;

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;

Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,

The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere

The ceremony of innocence is drowned;

The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Are full of passionate intensity."

--WB Yeats

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Written by Clare on 2025-02-03 at 02:55

@bici Another favourite of mine.

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Written by Rich Stein (he/him) on 2025-02-02 at 18:27

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Saw the same moon, the same planets earlier and much further south. A reminder that we're all in this together, no matter the divisiveness that others try to create.

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