Tales4Love

Dear friends, Today we remember the news about the ice-free Arctic. Here a webpage with more information: https://universemagazine.com/en/arctic-to-lose-ice-cover-in-2027/#:~:text=Arctic%20sea%20ice%20is%20melting,is%2C%20between%202027%20and%202030 . Additionally, we share a poem by Thomas Hardy, about Christmas and fantasy.   The Oxen Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. “Now they are all on their knees,” An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave In these years! Yet, I feel, If someone said on Christmas Eve, “Come; see the oxen kneel, “In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know,” I should go with him in the gloom, Hoping it might be so.   Source: Poetry Foundation. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53215/the-oxen-56d232503c32d   Enjoy.    

Dear friends, Today we remember the news about the ice-free Arctic. Here a webpage with more information: https://universemagazine.com/en/arctic-to-lose-ice-cover-in-2027/#:~:text=Arctic%20sea%20ice%20is%20melting,is%2C%20between%202027%20and%202030 . Additionally, we share a poem by Thomas Hardy, about Christmas and fantasy.   The Oxen Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. “Now they are all on their knees,” An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave In these years! Yet, I feel, If someone said on Christmas Eve, “Come; see the oxen kneel, “In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know,” I should go with him in the gloom, Hoping it might be so.   Source: Poetry Foundation. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53215/the-oxen-56d232503c32d   Enjoy.    

Dear friends, Today we remember the news about the ice-free Arctic. Here a webpage with more information: https://universemagazine.com/en/arctic-to-lose-ice-cover-in-2027/#:~:text=Arctic%20sea%20ice%20is%20melting,is%2C%20between%202027%20and%202030 . Additionally, we share a poem by Thomas Hardy, about Christmas and fantasy.   The Oxen Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. “Now they are all on their knees,” An elder said as we sat in a flock By the embers in hearthside ease. We pictured the meek mild creatures where They dwelt in their strawy pen, Nor did it occur to one of us there To doubt they were kneeling then. So fair a fancy few would weave In these years! Yet, I feel, If someone said on Christmas Eve, “Come; see the oxen kneel, “In the lonely barton by yonder coomb Our childhood used to know,” I should go with him in the gloom, Hoping it might be so.   Source: Poetry Foundation. https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/53215/the-oxen-56d232503c32d   Enjoy.