Not how cleanly one can divide

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The photographs were taken at Turku Castle on January 2nd.

(Posting title is from the poem Before the Mirror on New Year’s Eve by Philip Metres.)

Yes, laughed the server

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The photographs were taken in Turku on January 2nd.

(Posting title is from the poem Metaphysics by Kate Farrell.)

More light came in, opening out like a fan

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The photograph was taken on April 25th in Turku.

Should I write something about the Trump sinkhole? Perhaps it is enough to note that fortunately there are people with courage and understanding who can put a stop to the bullying, whining and scamming that is perpetrated by the Orange One.

(Posting title is from the poem History of My Heart by Robert Pinsky.)

It was as if somebody else did it...

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The photographs were taken on April 25th in Turku.

Today I commuted by bicycle, and had a couple of hours of orienteering practice with colleagues. A lot of exercise for one day.

Maybe it is because of being tired, or for some other reason, but I really loathe to think about what Trump is doing. He is destroying the United States so completely that little of the previous greatness will remain.

(Posting title is from the poem Herbert White by Frank Bidart.)