Episodios

  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 9
    Dec 5 2025
    But should an AI superintelligence develop godlike powers would any human be gathered into the hospitable barn? More
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    27 m
  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 8
    Dec 4 2025
    The boy was killed in Flanders where the bravest heroes died There were tears at the Grahame homestead and grief in Gundagai More Letters from Quotidia 'cast 8 2D Baby, Bold O'Donohue/Reilly's Daughter, Stolen Folk Song Sonnet, Scots of the Riverina
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    28 m
  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 7
    Dec 3 2025
    The anvil must be somewhere in the centre,/Horned as a unicorn, at one end and square, Set there immovable; an altar/Where he expends himself in shape and musicMore
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    27 m
  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 6
    Dec 2 2025
    The daisy symbolises innocence, loyal love, and purity. The oldest daisy on record is the Bellis perennis, known as Day's eye in the Middle Ages because its petals close at night to cover the yellow centre. More Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 6 The Antique Battle of the Sexes, Old Fool, Maids When You're Young
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    23 m
  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 5
    Dec 1 2025
    Peace flows into me/As the tide to the pool by the shore;/It is mine forevermore,/It ebbs not back like the sea.//I am the pool of blue/That worships the vivid sky;/My hopes were heaven-high,/They are all fulfilled in you.//I am the pool of gold/When sunset burns and dies, —/You are my deepening skies,/Give me your stars to hold. More
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    26 m
  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 4
    Nov 28 2025
    If you are howling, yowling, yelping, lamenting, groaning moaning, whimpering, weeping, shrieking, sobbing, snivelling, or otherwise indulging in some form of blubbering- then, you are caught in the coils of that universal condition known as crying. More
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    24 m
  • Letters from Quotidia 2023 Podcast 3
    Nov 27 2025
    The old pond/A frog jumps in/The sound of water.//Yes, spring has come/This morning a nameless hill/Is shrouded in mist.//It is deep autumn/My neighbour/How does he live, I wonder.// The temple bell dies away/The scent of flowers in the evening/Is still tolling the bell.More Letters from Quotidia Podcast 3 2023
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    24 m
  • Letters From Quotidia 2023 Podcast 2
    Nov 26 2025
    I’ve been driving for well over 50 years and in my time, I’ve driven over roads that would qualify for the title, highway to hell and I’m sure many of you could say the same.More
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    26 m