'Twas the Night Before Christmas' is a story poem that describes as the title states the night before Christmas and how Santa arrives and gives out the presents at one house. The poem is quite lyrical with the rhyming of the end words and very fun to read no matter how many times you have read this particular story. The pictures are vivid, well-detailed and just plain beautiful to look at no matter the season. It's hard to pick a favorite picture in this Clement Moore poem. If I had to pick a favorite or two it would be the opening illustration of the living room with the tree and the stocking hanging and then when the father throws open the sash and notices the new fallen snow. This is a must read.
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Mark Graham
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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White Christmas
Irving Berlin's 'White Christmas' is another favorite Christmas movie that I watch every year at this time. This is the story of two friends who during World War II make a pledge to help each other after the war. They meet two sisters who need help who happen to be sisters of an old army friend. They all go to Vermont and find out it is owned by their old, retired Army General and they decide to help him. This is a movie that is quite enjoyable no matter how many times you have seen it and you will sing along with all the songs during the movie as well as the final song and, I hope, you will all know which song that will be. This is a movie that will make you remember all sorts of memories of the past you may have had. It is a Bing Crosby, Danny Kaye and Rosemary Clooney classic.
By Mark Graham2 years ago in Critique
Standing While Falling
Quotation from Friedrich Nietzsche "He who wrestles long with monsters should beware lest he himself become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you. Man is not destroyed by suffering, but by the meaning he makes of it."
By LUCCIAN LAYTH8 days ago in Critique
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A childhood poem that will last in the hearts of many through the years.
Great summary and review. Reminds me of my late father-in-law who could recite the poem beautifully from memory. And sometimes did at seasonal family gatherings.