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Gilly

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    I love reading and am currently studying for a Lit degree with the OU.
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    Cambs
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    Reading and studying
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  1. Poetic Wanderings

    Prayer Some days, although we cannot pray, a prayer utters itself. So, a woman will lift her head from the sieve of her hands and stare at the minims sung by a tree, a sudden gift. Some nights, although we are faithless, the truth enters our hearts, that small familiar pain; then a man will stand stock-still, hearing his youth in the distant Latin chanting of a train. Pray for us now. Grade 1 piano scales console the lodger looking out across a Midlands town. Then dusk, and someone calls a child's name as though they named their loss. Darkness outside. Inside, the radio's prayer - Rockall. Malin. Dogger. Finisterre. Carol Ann Duffy
  2. Poetic Wanderings

    Sorry, I think it was me who lowered the tone with the Pobble! I'll try harder this time Anthem for Doomed Youth - Wilfred Owen What passing-bells for these who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle Can patter out their hasty orisons. No mockeries for them; no prayers nor bells, Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, -- The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells; And bugles calling for them from sad shires. What candles may be held to speed them all? Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes. The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall; Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds, And each slow dusk a drawing-down of blinds.
  3. Do you mean Danielle 'How Many Times Can I Fit The Word Intriguing Into A Book' Steele??
  4. Poetic Wanderings

    THE POBBLE WHO HAS NO TOES by: Edward Lear (1812-1888) The Pobble who has no toes Had once as many as we; When they said, "Some day you may lose them all," He replied, "Fish fiddle de-dee!" And his Aunt Jobiska made him drink Lavender water tinged with pink; For she said, "The World in general knows There's nothing so good for a Pobble's toes!" The Pobble who has no toes Swam across the Bristol Channel; But before he set out he wrapped his nose In a piece of scarlet flannel. For his Aunt Jobiska said, "No harm Can come to his toes if his nose is warm; And it's perfectly known that a Pobble's toes Are safe--provided he minds his nose." The Pobble swam fast and well, And when boats or ships came near him, He tinkledy-blinkledy-winkled a bell So that all the world could hear him. And all the Sailors and Admirals cried, When they saw him nearing the farther side, "He has gone to fish for his Aunt Jobiska's Runcible Cat with crimson whiskers!" But before he touched the shore-- The shore of the Bristol Channel, A sea-green Porpoise carried away His wrapper of scarlet flannel. And when he came to observe his feet, Formerly garnished with toes so neat, His face at once became forlorn On perceiving that all his toes were gone! And nobody ever knew, From that dark day to the present, Whoso had taken the Pobble's toes, In a manner so far from pleasant. Whether the shrimps or crawfish gray, Or crafty mermaids stole them away, Nobody knew; and nobody knows How the Pobble was robbed of his twice five toes! The Pobble who has no toes Was placed in a friendly Bark, And they rowed him back and carried him up To his Aunt Jobiska's Park. And she made him a feast at his earnest wish, Of eggs and buttercups fried with fish; And she said, "It's a fact the whole world knows, That Pobbles are happier without their toes."
  5. derogatory comments about reading/books

    My mum used to tell me to "Get my nose out of that book and go and do something"
  6. English Literature degree courses

    Yes it is Shakespeare, it was either him or the 20th century novels and I didn't fancy that one at all. I've heard the Shakey course is very good so I am cautiously optimistic! I do like all the angst that his plays contain
  7. Currently Reading

    I've just finished The House at Midnight by Lucie Whitehouse. I've also read her latest The Bed I Made. I love the way she writes, it's very descriptive and she is brilliant at conveying a sense of claustraphobia in her novels.
  8. English Literature degree courses

    Hi, I'm new here but I'm also studying with the OU for a Lit degree. I've done A103, A210, A218, AA316, EA300 and I start AA306 in February 2011. I haven't read very much Shakespeare so I need to spend the next few months learning 10 plays inside out - gulp! It's hard to believe I am so close to getting a degree, it's something I thought was way beyond me until I found the OU. Even when I started studying I wasn't sure I'd make it all the way but I did one course and then another and now I'm nearly there!
  9. Henry James after having to read The Portrait of a Lady for a course I was studying, I nearly lost the will to live! Although I did enjoy The Turn of the Screw. Virginia Woolf, I know her books are classics but I've never got past the first page of any of them.
  10. I'm so glad I'm not the only one who feels better when they are surrounded by books! Actually some of my best friends are books so that isn't surprising I am lucky enough to have my own study, it was my sons play/junk room but when they got too old I cleared out all their rubbish and made it mine! My bookcases are all mismatched and untidy but I don't care, it's my favourite room in the house
  11. Introduce Yourself

    Hello, I found you all today by entering book forums into Yahoo. I love reading and a forum like this is my idea of heaven! I live in Cambs, I'm married with 3 sons and I am studying for a degree in Lit with the OU. I thought I should put my passion for reading to good use
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