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With the holidays past for a little bit, let’s settle down with some wintery compositions.  This is from the talented William Blake, who was quite the illustrator, too.

O winter! bar thine adamantine doors:

The north is thine; there hast thou built thy dark

Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs

Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.

He hears me not, but o’er the yawning deep

Rides heavy; his storms are unchain’d, sheathed

In ribbed steel; I dare not lift mine eyes;

For he hath rear’d his sceptre o’er the world.

Lo! now the direful monster, whose skin clings

To his strong bones, strides o’er the groaning rocks:

He withers all in silence, and in his hand

Unclothes the earth, and freezes up frail life.

He takes his seat upon the cliffs, the mariner

Cries in vain. Poor little wretch! that deal’st

With storms, till heaven smiles, and the monster

Is driven yelling to his caves beneath Mount Hecla.

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On Friday, January 7th, we featured author Paul Weiss, whose uplifting book “Touching the Rainbow Ground: 8 Steps to Hope” was discussed.  Weiss has spent three decades among the poorest children in the world, working hard to trying to make them rich in spirit.  We had a marvelous crowd here to hear Paul’s story, so the event was definitely a success!  Thanks for coming out!