Nice, slow day just when I needed a nice slow day. We spent a good part of it getting back and forth to Middlebury for Gabes lacross game. Very nice drive in all the new spring greenery. The rest of the day was peaceful: a run, a walk, some house chores and some more work on my talks for next week. Really not much to report beyond that..
I did have one fixation today thats worth sharing. Gabe )and our) good friend Marchello M was hit pretty hard in a lacrosse game on Thursday. He ended up breaking his collar bone in 2 places. Yesterday he had surgery to screw him back together. He’s doing much better now… unfortunately.. he won’t be able to play lacrosse the rest of the season.
Anyway.. the word ‘collarbone’ kept getting stuck in my mind. I knew there was a Yeats poem abotu the ‘collar bone of a hare’ that I liked very much in college.. I had ot dig it up to remember what it was about… I’m reading it now and I’m not quite sure..
The Collar-bone of a Hare by W. B. Yeats 1919
WOULD I could cast a sail on the water
Where many a king has gone
And many a king’s daughter,
And alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
The playing upon pipes and the dancing,
And learn that the best thing is
To change my loves while dancing
And pay but a kiss for a kiss.
I would find by the edge of that water
The collar-bone of a hare
Worn thin by the lapping of water,
And pierce it through with a gimlet and stare
At the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
And laugh over the untroubled water
At all who marry in churches,
Through the white thin bone of a hare.
There you have it.. the only poem I could remember with the word ‘collar bone’ in it.. Reading it banished the workd from my mind where it was spinning around in all day…. which was nice..
I do like the poem..
We should all …: laugh over the untroubled water At all who marry in churches, Through the white thin bone of a hare. ”
If you can’t find the white thin bone of a hair, then laugh at them through anything else you find…
nite all. nite sam
-me
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