Stephen Evans

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

The Morning After Rain

the stream remembers.

 

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Rosy Cole
...and is why we should keep those synapses firing!
Tuesday, 01 August 2017 11:50
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A Word in Appreciation

About his time of year three years ago (can it be so long? yes, I looked it up), this wonderful site Green Room came to be and became my new iHome - a place where I can share my thoughts and complaints and discoveries and favorite quotes and silly poems, and read all of those from others in the truly international Green Room community. I've been in many green rooms in my time and for me they have been nervous places, but this one I find both comfortable and comforting. I want to thank our host Rosy and her  intrepid support staff for their dedication and commitment over these years, and hopefully in the years to come.

 

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Katherine Gregor
Yes, well said, Stephen. May I join you in thanking Rosy for providing this invaluable space for us bloggers – especially the Red... Read More
Wednesday, 26 July 2017 13:25
Ken Hartke
Yes, indeed. Rosy guided our little Red Room lifeboat into a very safe and welcoming harbor. A good place to set down roots and g... Read More
Wednesday, 26 July 2017 16:41
Sue Martin Glasco
Thank you to Rosy and her son. Friends have a place to gather and keep in touch! Wonderful gift, Rosy!
Wednesday, 26 July 2017 21:04
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Of Truth

"What is truth? said jesting Pilate, and would not stay for an answer. Certainly there be, that delight in giddiness, and count it a bondage to fix a belief; affecting free-will in thinking, as well as in acting. And though the sects of philosophers of that kind be gone, yet there remain certain discoursing wits, which are of the same veins, though there be not so much blood in them, as was in those of the ancients. But it is not only the difficulty and labor, which men take in finding out of truth, nor again, that when it is found, it imposeth upon men's thoughts, that doth bring lies in favor; but a natural though corrupt love, of the lie itself. One of the later school of the Grecians, examineth the matter, and is at a stand, to think what should be in it, that men should love lies; where neither they make for pleasure, as with poets, nor for advantage, as with the merchant; but for the lie's sake. But I cannot tell; this same truth, is a naked, and open day-light, that doth not show the masks, and mummeries, and triumphs, of the world, half so stately and daintily as candle-lights. Truth may perhaps come to the price of a pearl, that showeth best by day; but it will not rise to the price of a diamond, or carbuncle, that showeth best in varied lights. A mixture of a lie doth ever add pleasure. Doth any man doubt, that if there were taken out of men's minds, vain opinions, flattering hopes, false valuations, imaginations as one would, and the like, but it would leave the minds, of a number of men, poor shrunken things, full of melancholy and indisposition, and unpleasing to themselves?"

Francis Bacon

Essayes or Counsels, Civill and Morall, 1625 

 

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The Poem I would have Writ

"My life has been the poem I would have writ, 
But I could not both live and utter it."

Henry David Thoreau

Born July 12, 1817

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Rosy Cole
Well, if that's not a cop-out, I don't know what is :-) I sometimes wonder if Thoreau actually expected to be taken as a serious ... Read More
Thursday, 13 July 2017 16:41
Stephen Evans
Maybe it is an excuse though I tend to read is more as frustration with the choice between being in life and standing outside it ... Read More
Friday, 14 July 2017 01:55
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Ken Hartke Telephone Nostalgia
17 January 2019
I have never liked using the telephone. Too often it brought bad news and holds some of my most pain...
Rosy Cole A New Life
17 January 2019
How to gain a whole new perspective on the life lived. That journey in itself would be full of surpr...
Rosy Cole Telephone Nostalgia
17 January 2019
'Nostalgia' is, perhaps, the operative word here. Time has stolen those days. I do wonder whether th...
Stephen Evans Telephone Nostalgia
16 January 2019
I actually dread phone conversations - they seem to me the worst of both worlds. You don't have time...
Katherine Gregor New Year Resolutions?
08 January 2019
Oh, my goodness, yes. Absolutely. May the New Year bring you as much "You time" as you need, Rosy!

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