tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45535486881548186892008-10-05T11:02:00.273+01:00Lynda's Book BlogA room without books is like a body without a soul. CiceroThe Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.netBlogger222125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-6364699483418732172008-10-05T11:02:00.000+01:002008-10-05T11:02:00.300+01:00Sunday Sonnet XXIII<div align="center">XXIII<br /><br />As an unperfect actor on the stage,<br />Who with his fear is put beside his part,<br />Or some fierce thing replete with too much rage,<br />Whose strength's abundance weakens his own heart;<br />So I, for fear of trust, forget to say<br />The perfect ceremony of love's rite,<br />And in mine own love's strength seem to decay,<br />O'ercharg'd with burthen of mine own love's might.<br />O! let my looks be then the eloquence<br />And dumb presagers of my speaking breast,<br />Who plead for love, and look for recompense,<br />More than that tongue that more hath more express'd.<br />O! learn to read what silent love hath writ:<br />To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit.</div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-23807716053021315522008-10-03T10:55:00.003+01:002008-10-03T11:00:51.613+01:00Friday's Poem<div align="center"><br /><strong>POEM IN OCTOBER<br /><br />It was my thirtieth year to heaven<br />Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood<br />And the mussel pooled and the heron<br />Priested shore<br />The morning beckon<br />With water praying and call of seagull and rook<br />And the knock of sailing boats on the webbed wall<br />Myself to set foot<br />That second<br />In the still sleeping town and set forth.<br /><br />My birthday began with the water-<br />Birds and the birds of the winged trees flying my name<br />Above the farms and the white horses<br />And I rose<br />In a rainy autumn<br />And walked abroad in shower of all my days<br />High tide and the heron dived when I took the road<br />Over the border<br />And the gates<br />Of the town closed as the town awoke.<br /><br />A springful of larks in a rolling<br />Cloud and the roadside bushes brimming with whistling<br />Blackbirds and the sun of October<br />Summery<br />On the hill's shoulder,<br />Here were fond climates and sweet singers suddenly<br />Come in the morning where I wandered and listened<br />To the rain wringing<br />Wind blow cold<br />In the wood faraway under me.<br /><br />Pale rain over the dwindling harbour<br />And over the sea wet church the size of a snail<br />With its horns through mist and the castle<br />Brown as owls<br />But all the gardens<br />Of spring and summer were blooming in the tall tales<br />Beyond the border and under the lark full cloud.<br />There could I marvel<br />My birthday<br />Away but the weather turned around.<br /><br />It turned away from the blithe country<br />And down the other air and the blue altered sky<br />Streamed again a wonder of summer<br />With apples<br />Pears and red currants<br />And I saw in the turning so clearly a child's<br />Forgotten mornings when he walked with his mother<br />Through the parables<br />Of sunlight<br />And the legends of the green chapels<br /><br />And the twice told fields of infancy<br />That his tears burned my cheeks and his heart moved in mine.<br />These were the woods the river and the sea<br />Where a boy<br />In the listening<br />Summertime of the dead whispered the truth of his joy<br />To the trees and the stones and the fish in the tide.<br />And the mystery<br />Sang alive<br />Still in the water and singing birds.<br /><br />And there could I marvel my birthday<br />Away but the weather turned around. And the true<br />Joy of the long dead child sang burning<br />In the sun.<br />It was my thirtieth<br />Year to heaven stood there then in the summer noon<br />Though the town below lay leaved with October blood.<br />O may my heart's truth<br />Still be sung<br />On this high hill in a year's turning.</strong><br /><br /><strong><em>Dylan Thomas</em></strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-73091916250437418622008-10-02T13:29:00.003+01:002008-10-02T13:34:43.079+01:00The Devil's Playground by Stav Sherez<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SOS_CxlrfII/AAAAAAAACfs/EFxS_T-d_do/s1600-h/51uFd+E9C8L._SL160_AA115_.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252533119812861058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SOS_CxlrfII/AAAAAAAACfs/EFxS_T-d_do/s200/51uFd%252BE9C8L._SL160_AA115_.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Devils-Playground-Stav-Sherez/dp/0141014067/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1222950610&amp;sr=8-5"><strong>The Devil's Playground</strong></a><strong> by Stav Sherez<br /><br /></strong>Amazon Book Description:<br /><em>'When the body of a tramp, Jake Colby, is found in a secluded Amsterdam park, Dutch police detective Ronald Van Hijn believes that this is the ninth victim of the serial killer stalking the city. Yet, all previous victims were young, female and beautiful. What could have made the killer change his MO?<br />On the corpse Van Hijn finds contact details for Jon Reed, an Englishman who befriended Jake in London shortly before the murder. Van Hijn summons Jon to Amsterdam to identify the body and so sets him on his own journey of discovery.<br />Was Jake really a tramp? What revelation about his identity led him to a life on the streets? And did his fate lie not in the hands of a serial killer but in the horror of the Holocaust death camps some 60 years before?'</em><strong><em><br /></em></strong><br />Good thriller ... well written ... lots of twists....uncomfortable at times to read.<br />Worth reading ... hope his 2nd book will be as good.<br /><br /><em>Read 1st October 2008</em></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-23579882113383519562008-10-02T10:01:00.013+01:002008-10-02T11:15:00.756+01:00Banned BooksIn response to a comment left on my previous post I thought I'd write some thoughts about my feelings regarding banning books.<br /><br />There is a list on the American Library Association site of <a href="http://www.ala.org/ala/aboutala/offices/oif/bannedbooksweek/bbwlinks/reasonsbanned.cfm"><strong>100 Banned books</strong></a><strong>.<br /></strong>Included in this list are classic of literature such as: The Great Gatsby, Catcher in The Rye, Lord of the Flies, The Colour Purple, 1984, etc.<br />Imagine if these books had been banned, removed or censored. Imagine the loss to literature, the loss to readers, the loss of imagination and self-expression, the loss to art and creativity.<br /><br />Today schools and libraries (especially in the USA) try to censor books which they deem inappropriate.<br />Why?<br /><br />I can understand if a book has been written which is blatantly racist, homophobic, misogynist that it would be inappropriate to have these books in schools / libraries, just as it would be inappropriate for the BNP or other white supremacists (LOL) to give a racist hate talk in our class rooms.<br /><br />However, from what I can see, most of the books that are being challenge and removed are those in which the sexual content is deemed inappropriate. Often same sex relationships are challenge, or books challenge because they are too sexually explicit.<br /><br />According to the ALA these are the 10 most challenged books of 2007:<br />* And Tango Makes Three, by Justin Richardson/Peter Parnell<br />Reasons: Anti-Ethnic, Sexism, Homosexuality, Anti-Family, Religious Viewpoint, Unsuited to Age Group<br />* The Chocolate War, by Robert Cormier<br />Reasons: Sexually Explicit, Offensive Language, Violence<br />*Olive’s Ocean, by Kevin Henkes<br />Reasons: Sexually Explicit and Offensive Language<br />* The Golden Compass, by Philip Pullman<br />Reasons: Religious Viewpoint<br />*The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, by Mark Twain<br />Reasons: Racism<br />*The Color Purple, by Alice Walker<br />Reasons: Homosexuality, Sexually Explicit, Offensive Language,<br />*TTYL, by Lauren Myracle<br />Reasons: Sexually Explicit, Offensive Language, Unsuited to Age Group<br />* I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, by Maya Angelou<br />Reasons: Sexually Explicit<br />*It’s Perfectly Normal, by Robie Harris<br />Reasons: Sex Education, Sexually Explicit<br />*The Perks of Being A Wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky<br />Reasons: Homosexuality, Sexually Explicit, Offensive Language, Unsuited to Age Group<br /><br />Look at most of the reasons; homosexuality, sexually explicit, sex education ....<br />Challenged by homophobic, sexually repressed people?<br /><br />How do children / adults learn? How do we grow and make choices? Very often by reading and analysing the world from different view points.<br />Through reading we learn that the world is a wonderful place populated by people of different ethnic, religious and sexual backgrounds?<br />Whose 'morality' are these censors protecting?<br /><br />We cannot ban books. If we are concerned about the content of a book we should think about it, get different view points, make our own mind.<br />If we are concerned about things in children's books, for example that they are too sexually explicit, rather than censoring / banning these books we should discuss them with our children in a positive manner.<br />We need to remember that some parents will not / cannot discuss sexual maters with their children. Books provide a safe place for children to learn about issues that concern them. By having a variety of books children can read and make up their own minds, explore issues that concern them, etc.<br />As a former English teacher I think children should have access to all books.<br /><br />With reference to books such as Huckleberry Finn, while acknowledging that aspects of the book are racist, you have to place the book in context of the time when it was written. these books can be read ... and should, not only because they are great works of literature, but because we learn from them<br /><br />I'm currently reading a non-fiction book The Rape of Nanking, about the Japanese atrocities in China during the <span style="color:#ffff00;"><span style="color:#000000;">Chinese / Japanese</span> </span>war. While the subject matter is uncomfortable I feel it is important to read it as to know what happened and why, so that these things don't happen again. Reading this book does not make me hate the Chinese (victims here) or Japanese (aggressors here). It was a time in history when bad things happened. We have moved on. We must learn from the past.<br />Classic books which were written when racist / sexist etc. views existed should not be banned because they reflect the times. Instead they should be read in that context and <strong>learned from.</strong><br />One of my favourite novelists is the classic Gothic writer Ann Radcliffe whose books are very anti-Catholic. That doesn't make me one! They are read with the knowledge of the climate at the time.<br /><br /><br />These are just some rambling thoughts for this morning. Perhaps I'll do some serious writing on the subject soon.<br />Meanwhile - please note:<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SOSeTX_MFUI/AAAAAAAACfk/yMU7J2VuMxk/s1600-h/bb"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252497121114592578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SOSeTX_MFUI/AAAAAAAACfk/yMU7J2VuMxk/s200/bb" border="0" /></a>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-17338935621348868082008-09-30T17:05:00.006+01:002008-10-01T11:01:33.149+01:00American Library Banned Books WeekThe American Library Association <a href="http://www.ala.org/ala/aboutala/offices/oif/bannedbooksweek/bannedbooksweek.cfm"><strong>Banned Books Week</strong> </a>runs this week from 24<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span> September - October 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span>.<br /><br />As the week's nearly over and I don't have <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">time</span> to or<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">der</span> anything from the library, I thought I'd read Richard II which was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">censored</span> by Elizabeth I.<br /><br /><em>'The best-known case of political censorship is that of Richard II. The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">play's</span> first edition had a scene that showed the deposition of Richard II, which "so infuriated Queen Elizabeth that she ordered it eliminated from all copies" (</em><a href="http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~govind/shakespeare/cited.html#haight"><em><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Haight</span> and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Grannis</span></em></a><em> 18). Then, in 1601, the Earl of Essex used Richard II, including the excised scene, to arouse resentment against the Queen. The excised scene was restored in 1608, under the reign of King James, who had "an affectionate remembrance of Essex." (</em><a href="http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~govind/shakespeare/cited.html#chambers"><em>Chambers 1</em></a><em>: 355)'</em> - Quote from article <a href="http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~govind/shakespeare/"><strong>here</strong></a><br /><br />I've also got Zola's Nana waiting to be read on my shelves ...hopefully I'll get around to that sometime - maybe for next years Banned Book Week!<br /><br />You can get a list of banned books from the American Library Association Site <strong><a href="http://www.ala.org/ala/aboutala/offices/oif/bannedbooksweek/bannedbooksweek.cfm">here</a></strong> , or there's a list <a href="http://www.pelhamlibrary.on.ca/pdfs/banned_book_list_2008.pdf"><strong>here</strong></a> which I used for the Banned Books Challenge earlier in the year.<a href="http://ccwf.cc.utexas.edu/~govind/shakespeare/"><strong></strong></a>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-82204227246877132582008-09-30T16:45:00.009+01:002008-09-30T17:00:06.289+01:0024 Hour Read-a-thon<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SOJKviDdaFI/AAAAAAAACfE/VaOnramuSwc/s1600-h/24hrreading1-thumb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251842295923042386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SOJKviDdaFI/AAAAAAAACfE/VaOnramuSwc/s200/24hrreading1-thumb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Found <a href="http://deweymonster.com/?page_id=722"><strong>this Site</strong></a> about the <strong>24 hour Read-a-thon<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></strong><em><strong>'What is the 24 Hour Read-a-thon?</strong><br />It’s sort of a reading challenge, only everyone participates at the same time. For 24 hours, we read books, post in our blogs about our reading, and visit other readers’ blogs. We also participate in mini-challenges throughout the day. </em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><div><em><strong>What is the date of the next Read-a-thon?</strong><br />October 18, 2008, starting at noon GMT.</em></div><div><em></em></div><br /><div><em><strong>What is the role of a Reader?</strong><br />People who sign up to be readers are committing to reading books, posting updates in their blogs, participating in mini-challenges when they choose to, and, if they need breaks, visiting the blogs of other readers and encouraging them. The most hardcore among us will stay up the entire 24 hours and do nothing but read and update, even going so far as to skip showering and eat meals while reading. However, not all of us are that hardcore, and it’s ok for you to customize this read-a-thon to meet your needs. All I ask is that you be honest in your updates, and that’s about the only rule for readers.'<br /><br /></em></div><div></div><div><strong>This looks SO MUCH FUN.<br />24 hours of just reading ...yes yes yes!!!!!!!!!!<br /></strong><br />For more information see the site <strong><a href="http://deweymonster.com/?page_id=722">here</a></strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-90611221666853139862008-09-28T22:06:00.002+01:002008-09-28T22:10:16.666+01:00Shakespeare's Sonnet # XXII<div align="center"><strong> </strong><strong>XXII</strong><br /><br /><strong>My glass shall not persuade me I am old,<br />So long as youth and thou are of one date;<br />But when in thee time's furrows I behold,<br />Then look I death my days should expiate.<br />For all that beauty that doth cover thee,<br />Is but the seemly raiment of my heart,<br />Which in thy breast doth live, as thine in me:<br />How can I then be elder than thou art?<br />O! therefore love, be of thyself so wary<br />As I, not for myself, but for thee will;<br />Bearing thy heart, which I will keep so chary<br />As tender nurse her babe from faring ill.<br />Presume not on thy heart when mine is slain,<br />Thou gav'st me thine not to give back again</strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-7566886411212908272008-09-27T10:44:00.003+01:002008-09-27T10:50:12.655+01:00The Laws of Evening by Mary Yukari Waters<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SN4A_xtGIFI/AAAAAAAACek/OoqoRtR0Otw/s1600-h/book"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250635311234818130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SN4A_xtGIFI/AAAAAAAACek/OoqoRtR0Otw/s200/book" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Laws-Evening-Mary-Yukari-Waters/dp/0743248163/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1222508695&amp;sr=8-1"><strong>The Laws of Evening</strong></a><strong> by Mary <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Yukari</span> Waters</strong></div><br /><div><em></em></div>'In the wake of World War Two, a generation of Japanese women found itself frozen, as if in amber - the last representatives of an exquisite, ancient culture slowly being crushed between the realisation of its own brutality and the coming American Century'<br /><br />This is a lovely collection of tales, exploring different generations of women during and after WW2. In an <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">ever changing</span> society <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">their</span> hopes, dreams and recollections are explored in this <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">extraordinary</span> collection of stories.<br /><br /><em>Read 25/9/08</em>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-6438409509533259372008-09-27T10:25:00.002+01:002008-09-27T10:44:03.419+01:00Going for Refuge by Sangharakshita<strong>Going for Refuge by Sangharakshita</strong><br /><strong></strong><br />'Going for refuge to the Three Jewels is what makes one a Buddhist'<br /><br />This book explores the act and meaning of going for refuge to the Buddha, Dharma &amp; Sangha.<br />Clearly written, based on a public speach given by Sangharakshita, this book guides us through what it means to take refuge.<br /><br /><em>Read 26/9/08</em>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-48982423334309341132008-09-27T10:15:00.003+01:002008-09-27T10:23:12.701+01:00Friday poem # 19<div align="center"><strong>To Autumn<br /><br />O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain'd<br />With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit<br />Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st rest,<br />And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe,<br />And all the daughters of the year shall dance!<br />Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers.<br /><br />The narrow bud opens her beauties to<br />The sun, and love runs in her thrilling veins;<br />Blossoms hang round the browsof Morning, and<br />Flourish down the bright cheek of modest Eve,<br />Till clust'ring Summer breaks forth into singing,<br />And feather'd clouds strew flowers round her head.<br /><br />The spirits of the air live in the smells<br />Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round<br />The gardens, or sits singing in the trees.<br />Thus sang the jolly Autumn as he sat,<br />Then rose, girded himself, and o'er the bleak<br />Hills fled from our sight; but left his golden load.<br /><br /><em>William Blake</em></strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-22489913538778658922008-09-24T18:16:00.005+01:002008-09-24T18:22:17.618+01:00Timebomb by Gerald Seymour<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNp2GFSXFhI/AAAAAAAACeE/fmAmB3O4bzY/s1600-h/im.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249638162524214802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNp2GFSXFhI/AAAAAAAACeE/fmAmB3O4bzY/s200/im.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Timebomb-Gerald-Seymour/dp/0593060059/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1222276569&amp;sr=8-1"><strong><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Timebomb</span></strong></a><strong> by Gerald Seymour<br /><br /></strong>Amazon Synopsis:<br /><em>'In 1992, after being fired from a top secret nuclear facility, a top KGB man buried a nuclear suitcase. Sixteen years later he has found a buyer for it. An exchange point in Eastern Europe is agreed upon. Travelling with the buyer is an undercover policeman, working for MI6. But as their shadowy journey across Europe begins, it becomes clear to a top psychiatrist at MI6, that their man may be suffering from Stockholm Syndrome and the whole operation is very likely to be thrown into jeopardy ...'<br /></em><br />A good thriller...once you get into it.<br />The main character <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Carrick</span> is drawn into a complex <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">situation</span>, one which he begins to have a lot of sympathy for (as does the reader).<br />As <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">usual</span> Seymour writes a good novel.<br /><br /><em>Read 22/9/08</em></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-10934666619868855612008-09-22T11:09:00.009+01:002008-09-25T13:24:48.144+01:00Japanese Women Poets: An Anthology by Hiroaki Sato<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNdvMtEvqBI/AAAAAAAACdM/HYlYBvXRl9g/s1600-h/im.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248786154772211730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNdvMtEvqBI/AAAAAAAACdM/HYlYBvXRl9g/s320/im.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Japanese-Women-Poets-Anthology-Paperback/dp/0765617846/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1222078209&amp;sr=1-1"><strong>Japanese Women Poets: An Anthology </strong><strong>by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Hiroaki</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Sato</span></strong></a><br /><br />I want this book! I've had it out of the library for a few weeks now, enjoying the poems in it.<br /><br />It's a great <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">anthology</span> covering early songs and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">poems</span> to present day.<br /><br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">particularly</span> like the early poems in the sections 'Poems from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Man'yoshu</span>' and 'The Age of <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Tanka</span>'.<br /><br />Here are a few of my favourite poems from the anthology.<br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong>As I wait for you, longing,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>moving the blinds of my house</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>an autumn wind blows</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><br />Princess <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Naukata</span><br />(born 638?)</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em>~</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><br />Being of this world, unable to be near a deity,<br />I live apart, <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">aggrieved</span> over you in the morning,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>I live away, longing for you, my lord.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>If you were jewels, I'd carry you tied to my wrist, </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>if you were a robe, I'd never take you off.<br />I long for you, my lord; last <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">night</span><br />I saw you in my dreams.</strong></div><div align="center"><strong></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><br />Anonymous Lady<br />(7<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span> Century)</em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em>~<br /></em><br />Late Autumn Reflection<br /><br />The season in desolation, the year past its prime,<br />near my chamber entrance it's hushed, autumn sun cold.<br />In the clouds are distant geese, their voices familiar;</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>in the eaves-trees late cicadas, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">thier</span> tunes about to die.<br />chrysanthemums by the water laden with dew, flowers left chilly,</strong></div><div align="center"><strong>lotuses in the inlet frosty, their old cups out of shape.<br />In stillness, alone, this hurt, driven by the four seasons,<br />I cannot bear to look at the falling leaves that flutter, flutter.<br /><br /><em>Princess from the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Otomo</span> family.</em></strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-12974186454684709472008-09-22T10:47:00.005+01:002008-09-22T11:08:54.993+01:00Eaters of the Dead by Michael Crichton<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNdp3a8UHyI/AAAAAAAACdE/37MxAyC52qY/s1600-h/im.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248780291569622818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNdp3a8UHyI/AAAAAAAACdE/37MxAyC52qY/s200/im.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Eaters-Dead-Michael-Crichton/dp/0099222825/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1222076812&amp;sr=8-1"><strong>Eaters of the Dead</strong></a><strong> by Michael Crichton</strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><div>I loved this book ... I'm a huge fan of traditional epic tales, and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Crichtons</span> reworking of Beowulf didn't fail to impress.<br /><br />'Written' by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Ibn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Fadlan</span>, emissary of a Caliph, it tells the tale of his journey with a group of Northmen / Norsemen who return home when summoned by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Rothgar</span> to help defeat the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Wendol</span> who keep terrorising villages. The leader <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Buliwyf</span> (Beowulf) and his men faced the fierce hairy savage <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">wendol</span> (Grendel), their snake haired mother who lives in a cave, and the fire serpent (the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">wendols</span> with torches snaking down the hillside). Fierce battles, Viking lifestyle, an Arab <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">emissary</span> and monsters galore, make for a brilliant tale. It even has footnotes, commentary and an appendix...all fictional though.<br /><br />Crichton cleverly weaves the actual tales of Ahmed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">ibn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Fadhlan</span> and the Anglo-Saxon poem Beowulf, into this brilliantly constructed story.<br />At the end Crichton explains why he wrote the tale, his love of Beowulf and his reading of some of Ahmed <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">ibn</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Fadhlan</span> tales in college.<br /><br />A lovely book.<br />Read it or at least see the film the 13<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">th</span> Warrior which is based on this. It is the only film to weave in all three monsters which Beowulf faces in the poem ... Grendel (the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">wendol</span>), the mother and the dragon (fire serpent).<br /><br /><em>Read 22/9/08</em></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-57326697398035063972008-09-21T13:21:00.001+01:002008-09-21T13:23:25.624+01:00Sunday Sonnet<div align="center"><strong> </strong><strong>XXI<br /><br /></strong><strong>So is it not with me as with that Muse,<br />Stirred by a painted beauty to his verse,<br />Who heaven itself for ornament doth use<br />And every fair with his fair doth rehearse,<br />Making a couplement of proud compare<br />With sun and moon, with earth and sea's rich gems,<br />With April's first-born flowers, and all things rare,<br />That heaven's air in this huge rondure hems.<br />O! let me, true in love, but truly write,<br />And then believe me, my love is as fair<br />As any mother's child, though not so bright<br />As those gold candles fixed in heaven's air:<br />Let them say more that like of hearsay well;<br />I will not praise that purpose not to sell.</strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-86123609314803869632008-09-21T13:15:00.003+01:002008-09-21T13:18:50.234+01:00The Moon and Flowers: Woman's Path to Enlightenment by Kalyanavaca<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY7R0AC40I/AAAAAAAACc0/TO_vuTBqBqM/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248447592949539650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY7R0AC40I/AAAAAAAACc0/TO_vuTBqBqM/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Moon-Flowers-Womans-Path-Enlightenment/dp/0904766896/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221999388&amp;sr=1-8"><strong>The Moon and Flowers: Woman's Path to Enlightenment</strong></a><strong> by <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Kalyanavaca</span></strong><br /><br />This is a lovely book with chapters written by women from different walks of life about <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">their</span> experiences of becoming a Buddhist.<br /><br />Accessible and well written.</div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-71755361625820190692008-09-21T13:05:00.005+01:002008-09-21T13:15:24.035+01:00The Jacaranda Tree by H.E. Bates<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY48PWCWNI/AAAAAAAACcs/hpWbiCxCbg8/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248445023309158610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY48PWCWNI/AAAAAAAACcs/hpWbiCxCbg8/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Jacaranda-Tree-H-E-Bates/dp/0413775992/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221998783&amp;sr=1-13"><strong>The Jacaranda Tree</strong></a><strong> by H.E. Bates<br /><br /></strong>Once again I've read something I've been meaning to read for years thanks to blogging and reading challenges.<br /><br />Amazon Synopsis:<br /><em>'...<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Bates's</span> acclaimed novel of Burma. During World War II, a small English community are forced to flee when Japanese forces invade Burma. Paterson, the manager of a rice-mill, organises the evacuation and takes with him his Burmese mistress and her young brother. The rest of the party take along their prejudices, their pettiness and their squabbles, and a small enclave of English insularity moves north through Burma. Inevitably, as the journey continues, bitterness, tension and insoluble conflict unfold...Inspired by Bates' period of service in the Eastern theatre of war, "The Jacaranda Tree" skillfully evokes the atmosphere of Burma during the chaos of invasion.'</em></div><div><em></em></div><div>This is a <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">wonderful</span> book. It exposes prejudices and English snobbery alongside real human feeling and courage.<br /><br />A classic novel ... a must read.<br /><br /><em>Read as part of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">the</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Initial</span> Reading Challenge &amp; Bang Bang Challenge<br />Read 20<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> September 2008</em></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-67670398496653939412008-09-21T12:57:00.008+01:002008-09-21T13:05:37.254+01:00New Oxford Book of Canadian Short Stories in English by Margaret Atwood and Robert Weaver<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY287GKGfI/AAAAAAAACck/6LrexUa0r_8/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248442836030462450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY287GKGfI/AAAAAAAACck/6LrexUa0r_8/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Oxford-Canadian-Short-Stories-English/dp/0195412206/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221998281&amp;sr=1-1"><strong>New Oxford Book of Canadian Short Stories in English</strong></a><strong> by Margaret Atwood and Robert Weaver</strong><br /><br />Enjoyed reading many of these short stories.<br /><br />Particularly liked:<br /><br /><strong>The Lamp At Noon by Sinclair Ross<br /><br /></strong>The story of a man, woman &amp; child trying to farm in desert conditions. The woman tires to persuade her husband to leave , but he assures her all will be well and the land will get better <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">and</span> crops will grow. when he returns that <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">evening</span> he finds her and the child missing ...<br /></div><div>I enjoyed his <a href="http://lyndasbookblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/from-ink-lake-canadian-stories-selected.html">Painted Door</a> story in <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Ink-Lake-Canadian-Selected-Ondaatje/dp/0394281381/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221558604&amp;sr=8-2"><strong>From Ink Lake</strong> </a>too so will be searching for more of his works<br /></div><div><br /><strong>Red Plaid Shirt by Diane <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Schoomperlen</span><br /><br /></strong>A woman tells her life and relationships through items of clothing she has worn.<br /><br />A very poetic and <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">poignant</span>..</div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-57811704623619991322008-09-21T12:48:00.007+01:002008-09-21T12:57:40.086+01:00Japanese Fiction<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY2b87qj5I/AAAAAAAACcc/LxF8eDptIRU/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248442269587640210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNY2b87qj5I/AAAAAAAACcc/LxF8eDptIRU/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I have to say I'm addicted to Japanese fiction now.<br /><br />I'm dying to read <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Natsuo</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Kirino's</span> <strong><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Real-World-Natsuo-Kirino/dp/0099523191/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221997473&amp;sr=1-3">Real World</a></strong> now, after reading <strong><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Out-Natsuo-Kirino/dp/0099472287/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221997473&amp;sr=1-4">Out</a></strong> and <strong><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Grotesque-Natsuo-Kirino/dp/1843432706/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221997473&amp;sr=1-2">Grotesque.<br /></a></strong>I'm busy surfing Amazon &amp; my local library system for more books, as well as looking at reviews on the <a href="http://japlitchallenge2.blogspot.com/"><strong>Japanese Reading Challenge</strong> </a>site.<br /><br /><br />I <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">particularly</span> like Japanese women authors.<br /><br />If you love good books ... try out some of the Japanese titles here on my blog or on the Challenge Site...</div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-30138507753466676832008-09-21T12:35:00.004+01:002008-09-21T12:48:55.344+01:00Grotesque by Natsuo Kirino<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNYx0wokAVI/AAAAAAAACcU/p4pHuWp1mk4/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248437198224884050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNYx0wokAVI/AAAAAAAACcU/p4pHuWp1mk4/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Grotesque-Natsuo-Kirino/dp/0099488930/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221996962&amp;sr=1-1"><strong>Grotesque</strong></a><strong> by Natsuo Kirino</strong><br /><br />I loved Kirino's '<strong><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Out-Natsuo-Kirino/dp/0099472287/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221997473&amp;sr=1-4">Out</a></strong>' and enjoyed this one to.<br /><br />Amazon synopsis:<br /><em>'Two prostitutes have been murdered in Tokyo. Yuriko had been working as a prostitute all her adult life, starting while still at school, where her stunning beauty compensated for what she lacked in intellect and commanded attention from older men. Kazue worked for a blue-chip company and had good career prospects, but was unpopular with colleagues and felt isolated. She chose to walk the streets at night where she hoped to get noticed. Twenty years previously both women were educated at an elite school for young ladies, and both exhibited exceptional promise prior to their brutal, unnecessary deaths. How and why did this tragedy occur?'</em></div><div><em></em></div><div>The story is told by Yuriko's estranged sister and the girl's diaries.<br />How they turn to prostitution after attending the elite Q school system is fascinating and horrifying.<br />At times callous, embittered and 'grotesque', the novel envelopes you in these modern Japanese women's lives.<br />Thoughtful, insightful and uncomfortable.<br />A good read.<br />Recommended<br /><br /><em>Read 19th September<br />Extra for the Japanese Reading Challenge.</em> </div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-65620274731395668852008-09-21T12:31:00.004+01:002008-09-21T12:35:44.586+01:00Six Keys to Buddhist Living: Simple Rules for Joy and Peace of Mind by Madonna Gauding<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNYw2slRfOI/AAAAAAAACcM/1aIiUzIS2Es/s1600-h/image.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248436131985456354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNYw2slRfOI/AAAAAAAACcM/1aIiUzIS2Es/s200/image.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Six-Keys-Buddhist-Living-Simple/dp/1841812528/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221996678&amp;sr=8-1"><strong>Six Keys to Buddhist Living: Simple Rules for Joy and Peace of Mind</strong></a><strong> by Madonna <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Gauding</span></strong><br /><br />Based on the 'Six Perfections' this book guides you through ways to lead a more thoughtful and caring life.<br />With <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">medications</span> and simple tips and exercises <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">throughout</span>, you don't have to be a Buddhist to benefit from it's wisdom.<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Simplify</span> your life ... lead a more mindful one .. help others .. etc.<br />Recommended.<br /><br /><em>Read 19<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">th</span> September</em></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-54160041258424571792008-09-19T15:11:00.006+01:002008-09-19T15:21:49.386+01:00When the Emperor Was Divine by Julie Otsuka<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNOzXXcafzI/AAAAAAAACcE/CdTDjtkyhhI/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247735204828315442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNOzXXcafzI/AAAAAAAACcE/CdTDjtkyhhI/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/When-Emperor-Divine-Julie-Otsuka/dp/0141009055/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221833520&amp;sr=1-1"><strong>When the Emperor Was Divine </strong></a><strong>by Julie Otsuka</strong><br /><br />This is a short but powerful book.<br /><br /></div><div>Amazon synopsis:<br /><em>'Julie Otsuka's commanding and passionate debut novel explores unfamiliar history - that of Japanese Americans in World War II. With crystalline intensity and precision, Otsuka uses a single family to evoke the deracination of a generation who find themselves interned in their own country. With each chapter flawlessly executed from a different point of view - the mother; the daughter; the son; the family's return to their home; and the bitter release of their father - she has created a novel of unrelenting economy and suppressed emotion. "When The Emperor Was Divine" is a haunting evocation of a family in wartime and an unmistakably resonant lesson for our times.'<br /><br /></em>The novel is insightful and moving.<br />As a former English teacher, I recommend this book be placed on all school and college reading lists.<br />Highly recommended .. read it.<br /><br /><em>Read as part of the Bang, Bang Book Challenge &amp; extra for the Japanese Reading Challenge<br />Read 18/9/08</em></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-37834791434627438822008-09-19T15:07:00.002+01:002008-09-19T15:11:19.599+01:00Tokyo by Mo Hayder<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNOyW7PCwwI/AAAAAAAACb8/9TW3AyCxgt0/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247734097744413442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNOyW7PCwwI/AAAAAAAACb8/9TW3AyCxgt0/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Tokyo-Mo-Hayder/dp/0553814621/ref=sr_1_5?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221833268&amp;sr=8-5"><strong>Tokyo </strong></a><strong>by Mo Hayder</strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div>Amazon synopsis:<br /><em>'Her troubled female protagonist in Tokyo is Grey, haunting the thronging streets of Tokyo in search of an elusive piece of film recording the infamous Nanking massacre of 1937. But did the film ever exist? The past is a touchy subject for Grey, with incidents in her own life that she has not yet come to terms with. She ill-advisedly becomes a hostess in a nightclub where the clientele is a tad unsavoury (another example of Hayder utilising real-life crime for her plots, with the echoes of a recent murder case). And Grey finds a lead to her quest: a taciturn survivor of the massacre who is now an academic, with no time for the woman pestering him. But Grey makes progress with him--until she encounters a powerful Godfather figure and his violent associates, with a clandestine source for his well-being a much sought-after elixir. Soon, Grey's life becomes two things: very complicated and a place of considerable danger.'<br /><br /></em>The topic of this book is obviously disturbing as it is based around a real life incident.<br />Grey's character is equally disturbing.<br />However, this is an excellent novel, hard to read at times, but powerful never the less.<br />Recommended.</div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-20576152202456337502008-09-19T14:56:00.005+01:002008-09-27T10:22:48.882+01:00Friday Poems # 17 & 18<div align="left">A couple more on the Autumn theme.</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><strong>Autumn Birds<br /><br />The wild duck startles like a sudden thought,<br />And heron slow as if it might be caught.<br />The flopping crows on weary wings go by<br />And grey beard jackdaws noising as they fly.<br />The crowds of starnels whizz and hurry by,<br />And darken like a clod the evening sky.<br />The larks like thunder rise and suthy round,<br />Then drop and nestle in the stubble ground.<br />The wild swan hurries hight and noises loud<br />With white neck peering to the evening clowd.<br />The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.<br />With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on<br />To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow<br />While small birds nestle in the edge below.<br /><br /><em>John Clare</em><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247732719534491026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNOxGtAMRZI/AAAAAAAACbs/gOv1jYqVyXA/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br />Autumn<br /><br />A touch of cold in the Autumn night—<br />I walked abroad,<br />And saw the ruddy moon lean over a hedge<br />Like a red-faced farmer.<br />I did not stop to speak, but nodded,<br />And round about were the wistful stars<br />With white faces like town children<br /><em><br />T. E. Hulme (Thomas Ernest Hulme)</em></strong> </div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-48657115467932267332008-09-18T11:07:00.027+01:002008-09-18T19:59:46.300+01:00Booking through Thursday 18/9/08<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/R9m7pJmItBI/AAAAAAAABdE/KJ2kd4M7hOU/s200/bk.bmp"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 39px" height="48" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/R9m7pJmItBI/AAAAAAAABdE/KJ2kd4M7hOU/s200/bk.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><a href="http://btt2.wordpress.com/">Autumn Reading</a></strong></div><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong><em>'Autumn is starting (here in the US, anyway), and kids are heading back to school–does the changing season change your reading habits? Less time? More? Are you just in the mood for different kinds of books than you were over the summer?'</em></strong></div><br /><div></div><div>I guess I tend to read more in the Autumn / Winter months - as the evenings draw in I curl up on the sofa with a book.<br />The type of books I read don't change though. I don't have 'season' reads.<br />I have been looking for poems about <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Autumn</span> recently though..ripening apples, falling leaves, harvesting etc...will post more of them here on my blog when I find ones I like. Keat's <strong>Ode To Autumn </strong>is <a href="http://lyndasbookblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/belated-friday-poem.html">here.</a><br /><br />Here's a poem by John Updike:<br /><br /><strong><u>September<br /></u></strong><br /><strong>The breezes taste<br />Of apple peel.<br />The air is full<br />Of smells to feel-<br />Ripe fruit, old footballs,<br />Burning brush,<br />New books, erasers,<br />Chalk, and such.<br />The bee, his hive,<br />Well-honeyed hum,<br />And Mother cuts<br />Chrysanthemums.<br />Like plates washed clean<br />With suds, the days<br />Are polished with<br />A morning haze.</strong></div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.nettag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4553548688154818689.post-67861330384429872412008-09-18T11:07:00.019+01:002008-09-18T11:45:52.060+01:00Dying to Sin by Stephen Booth<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNIw1JaQ3sI/AAAAAAAACak/pDjGLFIgEpc/s1600-h/31uRufIFwML._SL160_AA115_.jpeg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247310205457325762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nHV5ZUKZdfI/SNIw1JaQ3sI/AAAAAAAACak/pDjGLFIgEpc/s200/31uRufIFwML._SL160_AA115_.jpeg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Dying-Sin-Stephen-Booth/dp/0007243448/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;qid=1221732623&amp;sr=8-1"><strong>Dying to Sin </strong></a><strong>by Stephen Booth</strong> </div><br /><div></div><div>Amazon synopsis:<br /><em>'Detectives Fry and Cooper return in another supremely atmospheric Peak District thriller, perfect for fans of Peter Robinson and Reginald Hill Building work at an isolated farm has unearthed more than just the usual remains! two human are discovered, seemingly buried years apart. With little forensic evidence to go on, Detectives Diane Fry and Ben Cooper have to look back into the farm's history, where they uncover decades of abuse of migrant workers. Is the truth to be found somewhere in this piteous history? Or does the answer lie elsewhere, hidden in the ground, and still waiting to be discovered?'<br /><br /></em>Another solid crime novel from Stephen Booth..<br />Set in the Peak District, you get a real <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">sense</span> of rural community life <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">and</span> policing.<br /><br /><em>Read</em> 17/9/08</div>The Holistic Knitterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09850253911080965925holisticknitter@uk2.net