Category Archives: Conversations

Children’s Hour

  CHILDREN’S HOUR   H. W. Bryce   Between the dark and the daylight, When the night is beginning to lower, (lour) Comes a pause in the day’s occupations That is known as the children’s hour. —Henry Wadsworth Longfellow   … Continue reading

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Silence Has No echo

  Silence has no Echo Nor any rippling effect –Lucille A La Roche to Nancy Ndeke in a scintillating discussiion of Lucille’s post of Mya Angelou’s poem “Phenomenal Woman” on Jan 11, 2022 — — Silence Has No Echo   … Continue reading

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Never a Time / Always a Time

  NEVER A TIME, ALWAYS A TIME  H. W. Bryce   Never a time to hate, never a time for war Never a time to dissemble, never to bore Never a time to beggar your neighbour Never a time to … Continue reading

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One Day a Year

  ONE DAY A YEAR   H. W. Bryce   Today, September 21, 2020, is UN International Day of Peace   One day a year. One day a year. Is that all peace is worth? One day a year?                Well … Continue reading

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How Green Was Our Valley

  HOW GREEN WAS OUR VALLEY H. W. Bryce How green was our valley before the city came. Back yards were full of gardens, now our cupboards Are filled with produce from abroad. What a shame. The sky turned black … Continue reading

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  IF A RIVER H. W. Bryce If a river runs through a forest, Does anybody see? If a thought runs through a mind, Does anybody hear? Does the thinker really capture The unthinking thought? If a rive gets dammed … Continue reading

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  WRITING IS AN ADDICTION   You say you are a writer. Tell me Why do you write? And What is writing?   Good question. I will tell you what I think.   I write because I must. It’s compelling. … Continue reading

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