Seeing that today is my birthday (fifty-five, in case you're wondering), and because Walt Whitman has been in my mind since David's post about lilacs and more a couple of days ago, I'm summoning the spirit and the words of Whitman to celebrate the day:
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 grass.
I plan to make some time for leaning and loafing and observing today. And later on, a small celebration with three of my favorite people in the world: David, Bekah, and Anna.
Image: Collage for a website, 2009
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5 comments:
Woo Hoo! Happy Birthday, sweet friend of my youth!!
love, Sarah
Latitude and Longitude
It is said
there are six degrees
of separation
between us,
with room for imagination
to draw invisible lines
like road-maps
pointing to where
our lives have landed us
apart.
I believe
there are six degrees of
relationship
among us,
and room for imagination
to untangle the knots
of family, place, and legend
which knit us
together.
E.R.
I am very honored that you have left me a poem, Lisa! Thank you!
And isn't this a rather cool example of the "six degrees of relationship"--that the two comments on this blog are from two of my high school classmates, who once lived in the same town (right?) and now live hundreds of miles apart but have landed on the same webpage!
Have a wonderful day and blessed new year, Sukie!
Happy Birthday Mummy!
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