Izzie, Welcome back. I hope you find what you are looking for, dear lady, and that alex returns. Later I will tell who what I found that I was looking for.
dys, The Spirit Dance was awesome. Always wanted to know amerinds.
Ah, Brit, Teddy was great, but Luther Van Dross made my eyes a bit misty.
edgar, Gentleman Jim and the Everglades, so lovely. Yes, the Seminoles. Wish I could have known them in a friendly way.
dys, I think The Rose may have been about Janis Joplin and I really like that one. Thanks.
Time for me to say goodnight, but first from the lost and found department and for Izzie.
Lunch on Omaha Beach
The killers are killed, their violent rinds
conveyed, and the beach is back to summer.
I eat sausage with bread. Full of ease, the sea
Makes the sound of cows chewing through high grass.
They're deposited in government lawn
Set with nine thousand decencies of stone
To wet the eye, shake the heart, and lose
Each name in a catalog of graven names.
They are wasted in the blank of herohood.
They are dead to fondness and paradox.
They're all the same. In the field of lawn
Above the beach, they're put away the same.
They should be left exactly here below where
Death's great bronze mares shook earth and bloodied them,
Where violence of noise isolated each boy
In the body of his scream, and dropped him.
No worn Norman hill should be scarred and smoothed
To suit officials' tidy thoughts for graveyards
But the wreckage left, shrinking in rust and rags
And carrion to dust or tumuli.
To honor my thoughts against shrines, to find
The beast who naked wakes in us and walks
In flags, to watch the color of his day
I spill my last Bordeaux into the sand.
Watching, I wonder at the white quiet,
The fields of butter cows, my countrymen
Come to study battle maps, blue peasants
Still moving back and forth, the day's soft sea.
And now, my Sunday goodnight song.
first a bit of info. It seems that I was wrong so it pleases me to find this, folks.
"Lead, Kindly Light" is a hymn with words written in 1833 by John Henry Newman and 4th verse by Edward H. Bickersteth, Jr.. The tune was written by John B. Dykes in 1865.
As a young priest, John Newman became sick while in Italy and was unable to travel for almost three weeks. In his own words:
Before starting from my inn, I sat down on my bed and began to sob bitterly. My servant, who had acted as my nurse, asked what ailed me. I could only answer, "I have a work to do in England." I was aching to get home, yet for want of a vessel I was kept at Palermo for three weeks. I began to visit the churches, and they calmed my impatience, though I did not attend any services. At last I got off in an orange boat, bound for Marseilles. We were becalmed for whole week in the Straits of Bonifacio, and it was there that I wrote the lines, Lead, Kindly Light, which have since become so well known.
Lead, Kindly Light was sung by a soloist on the RMS Titanic during a hymn-singing gathering led by Rev. Ernest C. Carter, shortly before the ocean liner struck an iceberg on April 14, 1912.
Amazing, no?
The hymn
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGY1niukcVI&feature=related
Goodnight, world
From Letty with love
Johnny's nickname was "rabbit" and he played with The Duke.
