Sunday Poem~

She Walks in Beauty
George Gordon Byron, 1788 – 1824

I.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.

II.

One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.

III.

And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/she-walks-beauty

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Happy Lunar Eclipse/Full Moon tomorrow 🙂

Living Life to the Best of Your Possibility
‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle
Victoria Kaloss

Sunday Poem ~ July 4th Edition

I Hear America Singing
by Walt Whitman

I hear America singing, the varied carols I hear,
Those of mechanics, each one singing his as it should be blithe and strong,
The carpenter singing his as he measures his plank or beam,
The mason singing his as he makes ready for work, or leaves off work,
The boatman singing what belongs to him in his boat, the deckhand singing on the steamboat deck,
The shoemaker singing as he sits on his bench, the hatter singing as he stands,
The wood-cutter’s song, the ploughboy’s on his way in the morning, or
at noon intermission or at sundown,
The delicious singing of the mother, or of the young wife at work, or of the girl sewing or washing,
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else,
The day what belongs to the day—at night the party of young fellows, robust, friendly,
Singing with open mouths their strong melodious songs.

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Living Life to the Best of Your Possibility

‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle

Victoria Kaloss

Wheelchair Warriors protest TrumpCare

If you’re a low-income individual OR a middle-low income person, TrumpCare proposes cuts in health care just for you. That means as one of 70 million Medicaid recipients, your benefits and/or benefits of a family member on Medicaid, will lose coverage.

Many disabled citizens covered under Medicaid may lose benefits. And the  cuts will affect seniors in nursing homes and those living independently.

The good news is, the rich will get tax breaks off your exclusion from a civil liberty, oh wait, the right to free healthcare is non-existent in the land of Liberty.

Read more below. Watch in the embedded video how the Wheelchair Warriors fought back last night in front of Sen. Mitch McConnell’s office.

Call, email, write your State Senators – use your voices for the force of good.

http://www.nbcnews.com/politics/congress/inside-health-care-bill-trump-wanted-heart-he-didn-t-n775611?cid=par-xfinity_20170623

 

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‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle

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Sunday Poem ~

HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW
A Maine Historical Society Website

Decoration Day

Sleep, comrades, sleep and rest
On this Field of the Grounded Arms,
Where foes no more molest,
Nor sentry’s shot alarms!

Ye have slept on the ground before,
And started to your feet
At the cannon’s sudden roar,
Or the drum’s redoubling beat.

But in this camp of Death
No sound your slumber breaks;
Here is no fevered breath,
No wound that bleeds and aches.

All is repose and peace,
Untrampled lies the sod;
The shouts of battle cease,
It is the Truce of God!

Rest, comrades, rest and sleep!
The thoughts of men shall be
As sentinels to keep
Your rest from danger free.

Your silent tents of green
We deck with fragrant flowers;
Yours has the suffering been,
The memory shall be ours.

http://www.hwlongfellow.org/poems_poem.php?pid=260

 

Living Life to the Best of Your Possibility

‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle

Victoria Kaloss

Trump’s budget bites the disabled

The tag-line for this blog is: ‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle

Trump’s proposed budget dims our country’s long standing core belief for

humanitarianism

compassion

liberty and justice

for All.

Marking the disabled

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Read here how Trump plans to revamp the budget by placing the disabled in direct harm, truly life and death for one of our most vulnerable populations – mostly death.

Disability doesn’t discriminate even if our government does – just saying.

http://www.latimes.com/business/hiltzik/la-fi-hiltzik-trump-disabled-20170522-story.html

 

Living Life to the Best of Your Possibility

‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle

Victoria Kaloss

 

Sunday Poem ~ Mother’s Day

Mother

Lola Ridge, 1873

Your love was like moonlight
turning harsh things to beauty,
so that little wry souls
reflecting each other obliquely
as in cracked mirrors . . .
beheld in your luminous spirit
their own reflection,
transfigured as in a shining stream,
and loved you for what they are not.

You are less an image in my mind
than a luster
I see you in gleams
pale as star-light on a gray wall . . .
evanescent as the reflection of a white swan
shimmering in broken water.

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/mother-1

Happy Mother’s Day!

Living Life to the Best of Your Possibility
‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle
Victoria Kaloss

Sunday (Post-game) Poem :)

So–the NY Rangers move ahead in the Stanley Cup playoffs

🙂

Living Life to the Best of Your Possibility

‘One can judge a nation by the way it treats its most vulnerable’ ~ Aristotle

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