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.\u00a0\u00a0 Really not much to report beyond that..<\/p>\n
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.<\/p>\n
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…\u00a0 I’m reading it now and I’m not quite sure..<\/p>\n
The Collar-bone of a Hare<\/strong> by W. B. Yeats 1919<\/p>\n
WOULD I could cast a sail on the water
\nWhere many a king has gone
\nAnd many a king\u2019s daughter,
\nAnd alight at the comely trees and the lawn,
\nThe playing upon pipes and the dancing,
\nAnd learn that the best thing is
\nTo change my loves while dancing
\nAnd pay but a kiss for a kiss.<\/p>\nI would find by the edge of that water
\nThe collar-bone of a hare
\nWorn thin by the lapping of water,
\nAnd pierce it through with a gimlet and stare
\nAt the old bitter world where they marry in churches,
\nAnd laugh over the untroubled water
\nAt all who marry in churches,
\nThrough the white thin bone of a hare.<\/p><\/blockquote>\nThere you have it.. the only poem I could remember with the word ‘collar bone’ in it..\u00a0 Reading it banished the workd from my mind where it was spinning around in all day…. which was nice..<\/p>\n
I do\u00a0 like the poem..<\/p>\n
We should all …: laugh over the untroubled water\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0 At all who marry in churches,\u00a0\u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0 Through the white thin bone of a hare.\u00a0 ”<\/p>\n
If you can’t find the white thin bone of a hair, then laugh at them through anything else you find…<\/p>\n
nite all. nite sam<\/p>\n
-me<\/p>\n
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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 … Continue reading Saturday night – Collarbone<\/span>