Saturday, October 20, 2012

Poem for the Day - from childhood, for children-

At the Sea-Side By Robert Louis Stevenson When I was down beside the sea/ A wooden spade they gave to me/ To dig the sandy shore./ My holes were empty like a cup./ In every hole the sea came up/ Till it could come no more./

Banished to alien lands--Trump and Miller--The Guardian

https://www.theguardian.com/us-news/ng-interactive/2026/sep/21/trump-deportation-deals