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    <title>Gather: Articles by Fred Hose</title>
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    <copyright>Copyright Gather Inc 2009</copyright>
    <pubDate>Tue, 05 Jan 2010 10:51:37 GMT</pubDate>
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      <title>Discovering the Romanian Rhapsody</title>
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      <description>It’s been my pleasure to have been involved in the preparation of some documents about a beautiful country. It’s a funny thing that although I’ve never been there, I have fallen in love . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 13:16:03 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-10-12T13:16:03Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Fox and the Hounds</title>
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      <description>"Do you ken John Peel 
 
 
 With his coat so gay? 
 
 
 Do you ken John Peel 
 
 
 At the break of day?" 
 
 
 Part of a traditional Scottish folk song. 
 
 The young fox was excited and all of his . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 18:55:39 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-09-14T18:55:39Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Not By Me</title>
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      <description>Silvery Moon,     
 Source of all our mystery, 
 Sensuous mirror, 
 Reflector of our dreams. 
   
 Tonight, I’ve come to outwit you. 
 Here is my magic tool. 
 A flask of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 15:53:52 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-15T15:53:52Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Desert Wind</title>
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      <description>My room faces the desert sand 
 There are windows but no curtains. 
 When the desert wind blows 
 I feel its warmth 
 And I can hear the music. 
   
 But when I reach up, 
 I feel your tears, 
 Sweet . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 10:19:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-15T10:19:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Friday Writing Essentials : Where Do You : Dancing in Spain</title>
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      <description>While I was an exchange student in Germany and because of a sufficient skill in handling a stick and a ball, I was chosen to represent a German Students Team at a hockey tournament in Madrid, Spain.  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 15 Aug 2009 08:20:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-15T08:20:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Kasper and His Trumpet</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977768615</link>
      <description>While I was in Germany, as an exchange student, I worked, during one vacation, for a company in the town of Duisburg, on the great Rhine river.On my way to work, each morning, I would pass by a building . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 10 Aug 2009 09:32:20 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-10T09:32:20Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Friday Writing Essential : Close Encounter :The Shrinking Island</title>
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      <description>THE SEA AND THE SHRINKING ISLAND 
 My happy sojourn in the fascinating Basque country around San Sebastian was sadly ending. For an unforgettable ten days, I had worked on a farm, shared meals with the . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2009 14:08:15 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977766292</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-08-07T14:08:15Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Gemstone is Your Alter Ego</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977743680</link>
      <description>Strangely, people can have the same qualities as gemstones. If you would think about it, I'm sure that you’ll be able to think of friends and colleagues, who fall into one or other one of these . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 20 Jul 2009 18:14:00 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-20T18:14:00Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Did I Cause the Pain?</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977742714</link>
      <description>When there was love, 
 How much did you give? 
 Was it from your heart? 
 Was it all you had? 
   
 Oh there was joy, 
 And there was pain. 
 But that was when we shared. 
   
 Now as I walk . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2009 21:43:24 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-19T21:43:24Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Something About Love</title>
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      <description>So much is written about lost loves and faded loves. That is quite understandable especially when you recall that Byron wrote his best poetry while pining for his departed loved one. 
 However, one must . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2009 14:08:05 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-17T14:08:05Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The First Crop of Love</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977736914</link>
      <description>For those ready to begin again. 
 Parting is such sweet sorrow, Tis said and tis true. But only if the parting's brief. 
 But should your dear one cross a line, That widens to a crevice And valley of . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 13:43:32 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-14T13:43:32Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My Saraswati Moonstone</title>
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      <description>O barren banks of the Saraswati. Dry shores that once spawned life. Where sacred water lavished glory On ancient cities now forgot. 
 There I found you, Moonstone. You, who taught me ancient truths. O . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 20:49:46 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-13T20:49:46Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Unfinished Symphony</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977735985</link>
      <description>Are you? Were you ever? Could you one day be? 
 Is there a way? Can you dream? Can you feel? 
 Can you tell me how much? 
  </description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 13:33:40 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-13T13:33:40Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Night to Remember</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977733021</link>
      <description>I’m sorry but my limited sit-up time prevents me from commenting and responding. 
 However a friend has kindly agreed to cut and paste this piece. 
 It’s dedicated to someone who dances in . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 15:06:49 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-07-09T15:06:49Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Alas Alack I'm Flat on my Back</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977725317</link>
      <description>Hi dear friends and colleagues 
 I'm recently out of hospital after a hospital for a back op. I may only sit at my laptop for minutes a day. 
 I love you all and will be back soon. 
 Take care,  . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jun 2009 12:50:02 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-30T12:50:02Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Down Where The Crickets Play : Part 2</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977699394</link>
      <description>"My son, this is all a miracle without equal. I am sure that it is a blessing from above. The greatest of all grillos has arrived here in our own backyard. In our backyard. Can you believe that?" His . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 20:41:55 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977699394</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-02T20:41:55Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Down Where The Crickets Play : Part 1</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977698030</link>
      <description>"My name is Alfonso Pedro Gonsalez Alvarez and I'm from the little village of Cordoba, in Mexico. When you read this story, you'll think that I've been smokin' that loco weed. But I will reply no no. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 14:57:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-06-01T14:57:10Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I'm a Three Sided Coin</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977697056</link>
      <description>I'm like a coin. There's something on my one side. Something else on the other side. And something more else on the third side. A three sided coin? Yes, that me. A three sided coin. Very rare. A collectors . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 13:30:19 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977697056</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-31T13:30:19Z</dc:date>
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      <title>My Muse</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977696961</link>
      <description>Wait. I never said that is a true story. Is it a complete fabrication? No, I can't say that Is it mainly true? Can we talk about that...Over a cup of coffee? So what am I trying to say? It's this. Fall . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 08:42:28 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-31T08:42:28Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Two Poems Posted Earlier (Much earlier)</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977695354</link>
      <description>DO YOU SEE THE WAY? 
 
 I read so much about losses And reams about doubts in faith. I look around and see eyes dimmed And cheeks streamed by tears of dismay. Are we on the same road, you and me? 
 . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 15:13:34 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-29T15:13:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Are You In a No Mans’ Land?</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977691309</link>
      <description>Sweet wine, Moonlit dance, Fragrance of the night. Words that touched your soul, You said. 
 Why do I caress your hair And run my fingers down your cheek, As you lie lost in sleep? Must touch bring substance . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 25 May 2009 15:15:34 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977691309</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-25T15:15:34Z</dc:date>
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      <title>A Three Year Gatherversary : Fred Hose</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977686671</link>
      <description>I'm celebrating my three years at Gather and you're all invited to my party. 

 I'm going to do my own tribute *smile* because I don't think that I'll get one of those erudite tributes . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 18:24:31 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-19T18:24:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Apple Tree</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977684056</link>
      <description>I bought the corn cob pipe, as well as the raisin and honey-flavoured tobacco in the village, just as the old man had requested. I packed them into my back pack and rode off, on my Yamaha. 

 After traveling . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 16 May 2009 11:54:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977684056</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-16T11:54:57Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Lamp</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977683561</link>
      <description>For those of you that feel that I submit but don't comment. I ask you to have kind thoughts. 
When I comment, I try to comment well. I try to appraise what I read and make a positive critique or two. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 15 May 2009 18:21:38 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-15T18:21:38Z</dc:date>
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      <title>Mountain Crystal</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977681372</link>
      <description>About choosing your own dream  

 Up in the Saja mountains 
Lies the finest crystal glass. 
The envy of the Jena mines, 
Source of lenses of highest class. 

 In its many wondrous ways, 
Nature conjures . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 08:52:13 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977681372</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-13T08:52:13Z</dc:date>
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      <title>What's John Donne Doing in a Taxi?</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977672686</link>
      <description>This is an extract from my novel Riding With Kismet. 

   

 Priya had come home to her apartment that afternoon at about five-thirty feeling very happy. As she poured herself a mango juice she suddenly . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 18:30:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977672686</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-03T18:30:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I Think That We Should Have An Affair</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977672483</link>
      <description>I was having coffee in one of those wood panelled coffee houses that you would find in Vienna and Prague. One of those that make you feel somehow excited and ready for an adventure. Perhaps one feels . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 03 May 2009 12:19:31 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977672483</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-05-03T12:19:31Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Romanian Rhapsody</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977664207</link>
      <description>This is dedicated to Marge H who needed to read it.  

 Nicholas and I parked our Harleys outside a great majestic Manhattan hotel, in downtown New York. One that is known for its grandeur and opulence. . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2009 19:38:08 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-04-23T19:38:08Z</dc:date>
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      <title>The Bookshop of High Spirits</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977662738</link>
      <description>I strolled downtown 
To the bookshop of high spirits. 
As I searched the shelves, 
My eyes roamed without limits. 

 Then I saw it. 
Bathed in celestial light. 
It was all about love. 
Even the pages . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 22 Apr 2009 09:55:11 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977662738</guid>
      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-04-22T09:55:11Z</dc:date>
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      <title>I've Come To Bury Picasso</title>
      <link>http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.action?articleId=281474977660406</link>
      <description>Did someone say have you gone crazy? How dare you? Why don't you 
leave our great artist alone? 

 Let me answer you this way. Should we accept bad behaviour from an artist just because he is considered . . .</description>
      <pubDate>Sun, 19 Apr 2009 21:11:21 GMT</pubDate>
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      <dc:creator>Fred Hose</dc:creator>
      <dc:date>2009-04-19T21:11:21Z</dc:date>
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