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The mentioning of "rights" in the song is telling. Surly same-sex couples could relate to, and adopt the song as anthem, but so could those who were under age, as well as those in interracial relationships. Thanks for posting this

"I bet it's in their pants!"

Thanks ❤️ I just bumped into this recording last night and thought it was worth sharing

Naumann Te Deum

@Myr Great example!

Oh, @raven1 , dear friend, you have never had baked quince -- with brown sugar and raisins -- from my kitchen! You have not spooned my syruped golden cubes of quince over vanilla ice cream. Nor sat to have my Spanish braise of rabbit cooked with with membrillo (never it call it "cheese" -- that's just ugly) But the comments here set me off to the heights of rebuttals' fancy, which means, poetry! Savor or hold your nose, because here's my ode to the first glory of Eden's garden. With fragrance like before the Fall, Ripe Quince rival the Taj Mahal. Membrillo lush, to cut and cook with hare, Slices of heaven, human-made, What delights the first forbidden fruit snare Against dull apples by compare. Our very word for marmalade, Though forgotten by fickle fate, Is homage to the dear quince paid; It shall succumb to no one’s shade. Candied, set as a sugared mate, Each cake bow down in fruity awe To be amongst that potentate, And have its Grace to celebrate. In my kitchen now, one may draw The scent of paradise from them, Foreshadowing some divine law, Till mankind fix its every flaw. _

"I know he is, but who's the girl?"

"Yes, real men spray buckshot." (preferably at Walmart signs, apparently)

Now that’s an Easter worth celebrating!

oh, darn. I missed it I guess there's always next year

You're a class-act, Myth! ❤️

@Valkyrie

The poetry anthology can't be done . . . I know @MythOfHappinesshas something in the bullpen, and I suspect there's more too (We should make poetry month 12 months long, what'd ya say?!)

Pierre Amoyal and the Lausanne Chamber Orchestra perform the adagio from Louis Spohr's 8th violin concerto

Ha, apparently it's in Missouri! Now we know what they're hoping to see when they say "Show me."

"Well . . . I guess halfway's better than no way."

Music that premiered on April 15th many springs ago. Do such feelings as we experience in the blood this time of year mark opportunists for renewal, or hopelessness that one can never, never really participate in what others feel is natural? Andre Previn and Kathleen Battle perform one of human art's greatest testaments to love, Mozart's L'amerò, sarò costante from his opera Il re pastore

My dear friend who bought a 1790s farm in Kent, CT (they became only the farm's second owner in the 1970s) told me the traditional way to make applejack in New England is to let the season's apple cider freeze outdoors with the first hard snow. In the morning, fish out the ice, and the rest is pure applejack (the alcohol doesn't freeze).

"Think again, sweetie. That wasn't his beard . . . "

"Nothing is, but all things are becoming." --Plato

Korngold's "Mother and Son" a Piano Rhapsody

Looking forward to reading these! And, I want to thank the entire Anthology team for your efforts. It seems some glitches happened this morning, but you rolled up your sleeves behind-scenes and worked things out. I appreciate your hard work! Cheers to all the poets who've submitted work for this fun event

One of music's most startling and effective key changes from minor to major? You can't miss it; it comes immediately after the end of the development section The only proper visual counterparts are the Classical paintings of David