red sprites cast against heaven
blue jets practiced unleven
such kings of fashon
now torn and ashen
would hide their mountain
within a fountain
such hearty delight
their points of light
break each new moon
to take the name loon
O-Ee-Yah! Eoh-Ah
Today marks ten years of blogging
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It was 10 years ago today that I started blogging here at *Sentient
Developments*. I initially set it up to be a sounding board for my thoughts
on various ...
22 hours ago
