Remaining, still there, still present, surviving this is the meaning of “extant” an adjective describing that something still exists. The extant manuscript: it’s a favourite word in literary things.
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Quite a character, in fact — as every movie cop should be.
– Gordon Gow on the idiosyncratic features of movie cops, in the article “Cops: Private and Public” (Film Review 1973-74)
Memory lane: Circa, 2017. Judson Press sent me a copy of the winter issue of The Secret Place which has one of my devotions in it. Yet, whatever the season, be it winter or summer, I’m pleased my article’s there, winter or summer. But it will be read in the North American winter. Why do I attract the North American winter? Surprise!
A powerful force arrested him
And pushed him down the alley
Where he heard a clown
I must have been so fooled by the sight
Like a vision made me see a whole other world, behind the wall
It blew my senses
Then, I was lost in my thoughts
Intrigue surrounded me
And I slowly felt my myself submitting to the sounds
Of my heart beating
To the rhythm of another unusual sight
Then, I saw this man standing there, this awkward looking guy
I kept going back to hear his ditty
It was kind of magnetizing me
I could not resist
He was so uncool
Then he showed me how cool he was, just for a moment
I was curious and wanted more.
I am his editor
Street sight is long,
Run by the forlorn.
A cloud settling across,
Street mastered by a turn, as ghosts come and go.
Darkness one thinks she sees.
Ghosts flashing across trees, deafening cries of the lost souls from purgatory,
Lingering in her mind the fraternity,
Their callings exciting the moon
And along comes the white and spot of lunar light and valleys of doom,
There she finds rambling, the day languishing, but not in the heart of someone lying down.
Curious she bent Surprised to find one who rose to meet her, with a crown.
The light brighter than before. Enlightened, wonder-awed, by the face,
She fell into the calm, the breeze behind.
And saw the street unlike before.