<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445</id><updated>2024-09-12T21:01:48.229-07:00</updated><category term="Jabberwocky"/><category term="Lewis Carrol"/><category term="Through the looking glass"/><category term="literature"/><category term="nonsense poetry"/><category term="novel"/><title type='text'>Openings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-7539868102789313127</id><published>2010-06-17T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T04:32:31.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tin</title><content type='html'>Granted: I am an inmate of a mental hospital; my keeper is watching me, he never lets me out of his sight; there&#39;s a peephole in the door, and my keeper&#39;s eye is the shade of brown that can never see through a blue-eyed type like me.&lt;br /&gt;--Günter Grass, &quot;The Tin Drum&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/7539868102789313127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/06/tin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7539868102789313127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7539868102789313127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/06/tin.html' title='Tin'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-6346538813953523889</id><published>2010-05-09T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T11:58:44.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gigantic</title><content type='html'>There was once a Giant who was too big to be seen. --Eleanor Farjeon, &quot;The Giant and the Mite&quot; (a tale from &quot;The Little Bookroom&quot;)</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/6346538813953523889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/05/gigantic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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continued to fall. --Louise Erdrich, &quot;Tracks&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/6671335617123760900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-snow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/6671335617123760900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/6671335617123760900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/05/before-snow.html' title='Before the snow'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-2717735153284789889</id><published>2010-04-25T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:31:12.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good night, Veronica</title><content type='html'>A hundred thousand good-nights, dearly loved daughter Veronica. --Johannes Junius, the opening of a letter written in 1628 on the eve of Junius&#39; execution by burning</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/2717735153284789889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/04/good-night-veronica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/2717735153284789889'/><link rel='self' 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scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nonsense poetry"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="novel"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Through the looking glass"/><title type='text'>Brillig</title><content type='html'>’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves did gyre and gimble in the wabe; all mimsy were the borogoves,and the mome raths outgrabe.&lt;br /&gt;-- Lewis Carrol, &quot;Jabberwocky&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/9103733981349287219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/04/brillig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/9103733981349287219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/9103733981349287219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/04/brillig.html' title='Brillig'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-5277050072328514456</id><published>2010-04-11T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:21:53.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To begin</title><content type='html'>To begin at the beginning: It is spring, moonless night in the small town, starless and bible-black...&lt;br /&gt;--Dylan Thomas, &quot;Under Milk Wood&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-2583785252686031803</id><published>2010-04-05T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T17:02:03.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slavishly</title><content type='html'>124 was spiteful.&lt;br /&gt;--Toni Morrison, &quot;Beloved&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/2583785252686031803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2010/04/slavishly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/2583785252686031803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/2583785252686031803'/><link 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Hidalgo Don Quixote of La Mancha&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/8623746831891465765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/09/noble-knight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/8623746831891465765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/8623746831891465765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/09/noble-knight.html' title='The Noble Knight'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-1084678948389270258</id><published>2009-09-03T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:06:25.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sea-swept hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;textni12&quot;&gt;Stately, plump Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.&lt;br /&gt;--James Joyce, &quot;Ulysses&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/1084678948389270258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/09/stately-plump-buck-mulligan-came-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/1084678948389270258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/1084678948389270258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/09/stately-plump-buck-mulligan-came-from.html' title='The sea-swept hero'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-3937160010198457297</id><published>2009-08-13T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T06:45:57.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 years ago</title><content type='html'>It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen. --George Orwell, &quot;Nineteen Eighty-Four&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/3937160010198457297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/3937160010198457297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/3937160010198457297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/08/25-years-ago.html' title='25 years ago'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-1728972242216722936</id><published>2009-08-04T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T05:15:11.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Distant lands</title><content type='html'>The Emperor of China is a Chinaman, as you most likely know, and everyone around him is a Chinaman too. --Hans Christian Andersen, &quot;The Nightingale&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/1728972242216722936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/08/distant-lands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/1728972242216722936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/1728972242216722936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/08/distant-lands.html' title='Distant lands'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-7969956699270095587</id><published>2009-07-20T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:43:37.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Because the moon landing was 40 years ago</title><content type='html'>Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the Western Spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. --Douglas Adams, &quot;The Hitch Hiker&#39;s Guide to the Galaxy&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/7969956699270095587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-moon-landing-was-40-years-ago.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7969956699270095587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7969956699270095587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-moon-landing-was-40-years-ago.html' title='Because the moon landing was 40 years ago'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-7193169914434840460</id><published>2009-07-14T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T05:15:45.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style=&quot;font-family: arial;&quot;&gt;Someone must have been telling lies about Josef K., he knew he had done nothing wrong but, one morning, he was arrested.&lt;br /&gt;--Franz Kafka, &quot;The Trial&quot;  (&quot;Der Prozeß&quot;)&lt;/pre&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/7193169914434840460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/07/innocence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7193169914434840460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7193169914434840460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/07/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-711083841361469573</id><published>2009-06-21T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T17:50:28.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the End</title><content type='html'>Marley was dead, to begin with. -Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol.</content><link rel='replies' 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src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1519438061179003445.post-3982802731473500422</id><published>2009-06-15T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T16:08:02.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the Middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita mi ritrovai per una selva oscura, ché la diritta via era smarrita. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the road of our life I found myself in a dark forest, so that the straight way was lost.&lt;br /&gt;Dante Alighieri, &lt;em&gt;La Divina Commedia&lt;/em&gt;, 1308</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/3982802731473500422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-middle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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God, and the Word was God.&quot; The Gospel According to John, Chapter 1, Verse 1; also, Umberto Eco, &quot;The Name of the Rose&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/feeds/7563743508523416304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-beginning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7563743508523416304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1519438061179003445/posts/default/7563743508523416304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dare-varka-openings.blogspot.com/2009/06/in-beginning.html' title='In the Beginning'/><author><name>Dare Varka</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18161871949964912340</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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