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The shattered water made a misty din.
Great waves looked over others coming in,
And thought of doing something to the shore
That water never did to land before.
The clouds were low and hairy in the skies,
Like locks blown forward in the gleam of eyes.
You could not tell, and yet it looked as if
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.
Someone had better be prepared for rage.
There would be more than ocean-water broken
Before God’s last Put out the light was spoken.
— Robert Frost
April is over. May moon.
How many more for my regard,
hundreds, a handful?
Better not trouble the dark water due north of north.
Better to concentrate on something close, something small.
This stick, for instance. This word.
–Charles Wright
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
Gerard Van der Leun
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He was briefly stationed at the post I was stationed at in Germany, Wildflecken, though about 15 years earlier. Don’t know if he’s sporting hollywood rank or what but I was in twice as long as him but yet he is showing 1 more stripe than I had. spec 5 vs spec 4
My compliments to Mr C Socrates.
Ghostie, I wore that Spec 5 rank, right before I went to OCS, became an E-6 for pay as a cadet, then onto the exalted O ranks. I could swear I’ve seen Elvis pics with buck sergeant stripes – probably switched jobs. Don’t you know the infantry, armor and artillery were rolling in rank like pigs in grease?
I was chatting with a friend’s dad, and he indicated that he was in an armor unit, in Germany, about 59 or 60. I asked the obvious question, using my own version of tact: “did you meet Elvis”? Turns out he did!
I’ll do that even one better. My housemate’s dad stole Elvis’ 8th grade girlfriend!
Ulysses 2017 comment “She just blew like a frog sucking on a cherry bomb.”
Sweet Home Southern.
The Archives of Mr V are indeed replete with treasure.