Alphabet Geography

Started by poche, March 13, 2013, 12:27:41 AM

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poche

Why not play the alphabet geography game. We name places in alphabetical order.

Alabama

poche


PatrickG


BierKaiser


MilesChristi

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

Dom Passerini

Fundamental Region

Oh, geography, not geometry.

...France
a sparrow all alone on the housetop

PatrickG


BierKaiser


MilesChristi

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
    It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
    It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
    And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
    And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
    There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
    Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
    World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.

BierKaiser


Dom Passerini

a sparrow all alone on the housetop

BierKaiser


Dom Passerini

a sparrow all alone on the housetop

BierKaiser


militant

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.