tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8983386.post8002344648890755676..comments2024-03-12T04:51:46.468-05:00Comments on Blue Gal: To those who spend Sunday afternoons writing.Fran / Blue Galhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18293627981248346055noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8983386.post-38645571842467349022008-06-16T19:54:00.000-05:002008-06-16T19:54:00.000-05:00Yup! Nice piece!Back when I was teaching, I used t...Yup! Nice piece!<BR/><BR/>Back when I was teaching, I used to tell my students there was homework, sleep, and socializing, and most nights, they could only pick 2 out of the 3, and they had to figure that balance out. Those wacky priorities...Batocchiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02193752396025012825noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8983386.post-12332204797519287742008-06-16T07:34:00.000-05:002008-06-16T07:34:00.000-05:00first the koch, then the larkin. such a fine begi...first the koch, then the larkin. such a fine beginning to this post-father's day. <BR/>and i'm reminded once again that i never fully appreciated either of them until after they died. koch especially. his talent was far larger than it would seem to the casual reader.jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11970302927467991410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8983386.post-70649861827420825312008-06-15T21:29:00.000-05:002008-06-15T21:29:00.000-05:00I know there's another blog for this...but I thoug...I know there's another blog for this...but I thought I'd share it anyway here.<BR/>I went to a Quaker wedding yesterday. It was so moving, simple, unpretentious and beautiful that it was almost enough to make one believe in marriage again.<BR/><BR/>Anyway...I came across this poem. I don't know if Phillip Larkin is or was a Quaker...but here it is:<BR/><BR/>The Mower, by Philip Larkin, from Collected Poems <BR/><BR/>The mower stalled, twice; <BR/>kneeling, I found A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,Killed. <BR/>It had been in the long grass.<BR/>I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.<BR/>Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world Unmendably. <BR/>Burial was no help:<BR/>Next morning I got up and it did not.<BR/>The first day after a death, the new absence Is always the same; <BR/>we should be careful of each other, <BR/>we should be kind<BR/>While there is still time.Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02540892532835613627noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8983386.post-29627098926970382422008-06-15T21:17:00.000-05:002008-06-15T21:17:00.000-05:00Well, there it is in a nutshell. And I have to wor...Well, there it is in a nutshell. And I <I>have</I> to work. So what gets cut out? Um....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com