Stephen Evans

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Stephen is a playwright and author of The Marriage of True Minds and A Transcendental Journey.

Head in the Clouds

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This is a wordcloud for my book Funny Thing Is: A Guide to Understanding Comedy

 

“A perceptive dissection of the science and philosophy of comedy and comedic writing…one with a heartfelt message”. —Foreword Clarion Reviews

 

“Anyone who wonders at what makes us laugh is certain to enjoy Funny Thing Is.” —BlueInk Review

 

If you're curious, click your heels three times and say "Funny Thing Is".  Or you could just click the picture. Though if you did click your heels three times and say "Funny Thing Is", you're definitely curious (I would know).

 

 

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Hope

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Behind my home there is a young tree, a sapling I suppose, planted a few years ago to replace another that had died. It's a  maple I think and this year was the first that the leaves turned that rich autumn red. 
 
Most of them are gone now, fallen as is usual, but at the very top of the tree there is a cluster that hangs on. For some reason, every time I see them, they give me hope. I think we may have to rephrase Emily Dickinson a bit:
 
 
Hope is the tree with red leaves
That linger at the top
And waver in the winter wind
And never wish to drop
 
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Breath Back

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“I think," Tehanu said in her soft, strange voice, "that when I die, I can breathe back the breath that made me live. I can give back to the world all that I didn't do. All that I might have been and couldn't be. All the choices I didn't make. All the things I lost and spent and wasted. I can give them back to the world. To the lives that haven't been lived yet. That will be my gift back to the world that gave me the life I did live, the love I loved, the breath I breathed."

Ursula Le Guin

The Other Wind

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On Brighton Beach

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On Brighton Beach, the tourists say,

        the ice cream vendors come this way,

and come and go,

          and come and go,

on Brighton Beach,

        the tourists know.

 

On Brighton Beach, the bathers say,

        the shifting waves are quick and gay,

and come and go,

       and come and go,

on Brighton Beach,

        the bathers know.

 

On Brighton Beach, I've never heard

        the sleeping sand to say a word.

But come and go,

        and come and go,

the dreaming sand

        will never know.

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Stephen Evans To be the poet, and the poem
16 January 2021
"The joy in doing something worthwhile, to give without condition or expectation is a nourishment im...
Rosy Cole Advent and Destiny
13 December 2020
Female authors of that era, and way before that, were seldom taken seriously. At least Mary Webb kep...
Stephen Evans Advent and Destiny
07 December 2020
Very interesting. I don't know this author.
Stephen Evans Be It Ever So Far Away
21 November 2020
So apt, Ken!
Rosy Cole The Language of Trees
06 October 2020
But we should not lose hope. Our collective will is enormously powerful and, focused aright, can pea...