Mark Graham
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I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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The Nightingale
I am going to share with you a novel that is a classic novel like the ones in the image, but one that, I believe, will be a classic one day. Kristin Hannah has written 'The Nightingale'. It is a novel that will bring you tears, smiles, tears and smiles again with how the story progresses. This is the story of Vianne and Isabelle two sisters of World War II and how they survived. Vianne and Isabelle see the war in two different ways: one as a mother and the other as a person seeking adventure and seeking retribution. There is a line in the story that works even today with all the wars and battles that have occurred over the years: "We men are perhaps too quick to reach for our guns." Men back then should have listened to the women of the war, but did we?
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
911
Too much tragedy Too many sad feelings 24 years ago, Now.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Rainy days
Rainy day today Raindrops falling steady Downpours all around.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Table 2. Top Story - September 2024.
An empty table where are the people to enjoy the space. (An empty table could mean a lot of things to me. One reason for an empty table is because there is no family. Another reason for an empty table there could be no food, but still another reason for an empty table could be that no care to show up just to be together food or no food. A table's purpose to bring together those who care and share what is important with one another. I know in today's society its main purpose is to be a vehicle to serve and eat food with very little meaningful conversation except for maybe 'Pass the butter." or "Pass the ketchup." No one really shares their day around the table anymore maybe because they are so busy from school and work and other activities. There is one day or two that there is that allows for conversation even though there is a lot of passing around of food. One just has to listen to the others around the table.)
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
The Family Table
A table waiting for a family to gather togetherness now.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Critique
Who's a Thief?
Once upon a time there was a thief who liked to iron, but he could never find his own. He sculked around his neighborhood looking for steam irons till one day. He was walking around his neighborhood, and he noticed that a few houses down at the corner of Press and Fold that there was the scent of steam coming from one of the houses. He continued sniffing all the way, then at 513-Fold Street he found the correct house of steam.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Green Door
The person did not go back to the secret room for a while for there were too many others that were roaming around the door. She did not want anyone for the time being to know that she knew that the room was there. She wondered who did live there at one time and seems to visit every once in a while, to tidy things up for the girl never seems to notice anyone from the staff going in that general direction maybe they use that back entrance to do their cleaning duties. Maybe I should ask around but not in a conspicuous way. Who should I ask first?
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
The Room part three
In this room there are many options that one may take. One way could be to just repaint the walls a white or grayish color or as if it was a child that created the partial image still on the wall for there must have been a reason for it. For what is there for to me it is a garden view for there is lattice and leaves. The plant on the windowsill to the left looks to me like the leaves on the wall. What could this mean? Whoever designed this is one very creative person adult or child.
By Mark Grahamabout a year ago in Fiction
