You said the anger would come back just as the love did. I have a black look I do not like. It is a mask I try on. I migrate toward it and its frog sits on my lips and defecates. It is old. It is also a pauper. I have tried to keep it…
DetailsIn my dream, drilling into the marrow of my entire bone, my real dream, I’m walking up and down Beacon Hill searching for a street sign — namely MERCY STREET. Not there. I try the Back Bay. Not there. Not there. And yet I know the number. 45 Mercy Street. I know the stained-glass window…
DetailsDo you know Octopus’s blood is blue in color? It is due to to lack of hemoglobin so there is no iron in an octopus blood. But his blue color blood helping the octopus to survive in freezing temperatures!
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Today Winsala Muses celebrates Toyin Aimakhu. Toyin Abraham (born Olutoyin Aimakhu; September 5, 1984) is a Nigerian film actress, filmmaker, director and producer. She was born on September 5, 1984 in Auchi, a town in Edo State in southern Nigeria, but spent her early life in Ibadan, the capital of Oyo State in southwestern Nigeria.…
DetailsCYCLONE LOVERS Season 1 Episode 9: Susan, Abigail and Temmy were bursting through their lanes, all packed with the unbending will to take the day. Coming towards the finish line, the three were struggling to get ahead of each other then suddenly, temmy started blazing past Susan and Abigail. Susan noticed the sudden change in…
DetailsHow blest the land that counts among Her sons so many good and wise, To execute great feats of tongue When troubles rise. Behold them mounting every stump, By speech our liberty to guard. Observe their courage–see them jump, And come down hard! ‘Walk up, walk up!’ each cries aloud, ‘And learn from me what…
DetailsFreedom, as every schoolboy knows, Once shrieked as Kosciusko fell; On every wind, indeed, that blows I hear her yell. She screams whenever monarchs meet, And parliaments as well, To bind the chains about her feet And toll her knell. And when the sovereign people cast The votes they cannot spell, Upon the pestilential blast…
DetailsI’m a helpless cripple child, Gentle Christians, pity me; Once, in rosy health I smiled, Blithe and gay as you can be, And upon the village green First in every sport was seen. Now, alas! I’m weak and low, Cannot either work or play; Tottering on my crutches, slow, Thus I drag my weary way:…
DetailsLittle Ann and her mother were walking one day Through London’s wide city so fair, And business obliged them to go by the way That led them through Cavendish Square. And as they pass’d by the great house of a Lord, A beautiful chariot there came, To take some most elegant ladies abroad, Who straightway…
DetailsWhen you, my Dear, are away, away, How wearily goes the creeping day. A year drags after morning, and night Starts another year of candle light. O Pausing Sun and Lingering Moon! Grant me, I beg of you, this boon. Whirl round the earth as never sun Has his diurnal journey run. And, Moon, slip…
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