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WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Welcome to the New American Digest: 2003-2020
Gerard Van der Leun
Stone-cutters fighting time with marble, you foredefeated
Challengers of oblivion
Eat cynical earnings, knowing rock splits, records fall down,
The square-limbed Roman letters
Scale in the thaws, wear in the rain. The poet as well
Builds his monument mockingly;
For man will be blotted out, the blithe earth die, the brave sun
Die blind and blacken to the heart:
Yet stones have stood for a thousand years, and pained
thoughts found
The honey of peace in old poems.
— Robinson Jeffers
His soul stretched tight across the skies
That fade behind a city block,
Or trampled by insistent feet
At four and five and six o’clock;
And short square fingers stuffing pipes,
And evening newspapers, and eyes
Assured of certain certainties,
The conscience of a blackened street
Impatient to assume the world.
I am moved by fancies that are curled
Around these images, and cling:
The notion of some infinitely gentle
Infinitely suffering thing.
Wipe your hand across your mouth, and laugh;
The worlds revolve like ancient women
Gathering fuel in vacant lots.
— Eliot
I CELEBRATE myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.
I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.
My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this
air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their
parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.
— Walt Whitman
The scientists are in terror
and the European mind stops
Wyndham Lewis chose blindness
rather than have his mind stop.
Night under wind mid garofani,
the petals are almost still
Mozart, Linnaeus, Sulmona,
When one’s friends hate each other
how can there be peace in the world?
Their asperities diverted me in my green time.
A blown husk that is finished
but the light sings eternal
a pale flare over marshes
where the salt hay whispers to tide’s change
Time, space,
neither life nor death is the answer.
And of man seeking good,
doing evil.
In meiner Heimat
where the dead walked
and the living were made of cardboard.
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Gerard,
We all hope you enjoyed your Spring day!
In the Poconos we had temps in the 20s, blustering gusts of up to 25 mph from the north, bringing the wind chill factor to what I refer to as harsh. We also enjoyed intermittent snow-squalls. It is not quite Spring yet.
Now, don’t get me wrong. I am okay with Winter. I actually like Winter….until around the end of February. At this point, my desire is to get my hands in the garden soil to plant the summer crops. Can’t even stick a spade in the soil yet. Froze solid. Come on, Spring!
Same here, but different. Snowed yesterday and today, temps in the teens and windchill below zero. I’m ready for some sprang! I played the vid and Shannon came runnin’, howling the whole time.
It’s a signal I’ve taught her and my previous mutts, from an early age. I say, “WHERE’S THAT GURL?”, then I let loose with a long, mournful howl. No matter where she is on the property she comes a flyin’. Without exception she is always rewarded with a cookie and my left pocket always has plenty.
Cute kid! Operatic beagle!
I’m still waiting for some woke millennial to realize that her kid’s musical toy keeps playing Old Black Joe.
Hey Rob, if he’s playing Old Black Joe over and over, would that make him a One Note Sambo? Sorry. I will just be leaving now.
Clearly very late to piling on here, but your “Spring Day” seemed too easily come by for a man who might still shed a tear for his graysunk Seattle brethren.
I do shed a tear for my comrades in Seattle and then say, hey, with ee cummings:
Get moving.
That’s certainly the dream, but we’ll be sopping up gravy from this particular train for a while yet.
Meanwhile, vacations.
Excellent and one does not leave a gravy train lightly. Still, remember the first thing to do when seeing incoming….. GET OFF THE X.