Scorched and Destroyed

Ramadi, Iraq   Here is one part of T.S.Eliot’s poem sequence  Four Quartets:   In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass. Old stone to new building, old timber to

The Magic of Magritte

Here is his painting,  The Blank Check :     <a href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/photo-challenges/magic/”>Magic</a&gt;