Lost and Found

"A journal written by WH Auden that for decades was believed lost has been unearthed, shedding new light on a critical year in the life of one of the giants of 20th century poetry. Auden, who died in 1973 aged 66, wrote the journal between August and November 1939. It gives an insight into the poet whose works include Funeral Blues, Lullaby and The Unknown Citizen."

— Nick Clark, The Independent
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"Button TrackR is a coin-sized device that can be attached to or stuck to anything you want to keep track of. The device communicates to the user’s iPhone or Android, and if the user is about to leave an item behind, the Phone and Button TrackR device will audibly notify the user.
     At the same time, the app remembers the time and location the user separated from their item and shows the item’s location on a GPS map. The app can then guide the user to within five feet of this exact location using GPS and a short distance Hot & Cold finding system within the app. Users can also locate their lost items by causing the Button TrackR device to ring.
     The system is completely bidirectional which means if the user can’t find their phone (and the phone is on silent), the user can press a Button on the TrackR device and cause the phone to ring."
— Digital Journal
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"Inside Georgetown University’s Lauinger Library sat a long-forgotten item: The 100-year-old black notebook of poet Joyce Kilmer. His 12-line poem 'Trees' was scribbled among the yellowing pages.
     Among the other uncataloged items at the Washington, D.C., library was a letter, written in 1929 by Kilmer’s widow, Aline, that one local researcher says solves the decades-old literary mystery of where the poem was penned — the couple’s former home in Mahwah [,New Jersey]."
— Alison Pries, North Jersey
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I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

— Joyce Kilmer, 1913 (from: Wikipedia)

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