education
Volcanoes Be In Sicily
Volcanoes be in Sicily
And South America
I judge from my Geography –
Volcanos nearer here
A Lava step at any time
Am I inclined to climb –
A Crater I may contemplate
Vesuvius at Home.
– Emily Dickinson
2nd January – On This Day In History
Born:
1973 Chris Woodruff (tennis player)
Died:
1977 Erroll Garner (pianist – Misty)
On This Day:
1919 Lithuania gains independence
Have a good Wednesday, 2nd January
The Butterfly Obtains
The butterfly obtains
But little sympathy
Though favorably mentioned
In Entomology –
Because he travels freely
And wears a proper coat
The circumspect are certain
That he is dissolute –
Had he the homely scutcheon
Of modest Industry
‘Twere fitter certifying
For Immortality –
– Emily Dickinson
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown
The Butterfly’s Assumption Gown
In Chrysoprase Apartments hung
This afternoon put on –
How condescending to descend
And be of Buttercups the friend
In a New England Town –
– Emily Dickinson
31st December – On This Day In History
Born:
1937 Anthony Hopkins (actor – Silence Of The Lambs)
Died:
2015 Natalie Cole (singer)
On This Day:
1983 Brunei gains independence (from Britain)
Have a good Monday, 31st December
The Spider As An Artist
The Spider as an Artist
Has never been employed –
Though his surpassing Merit
Is freely certified
By every Broom and Bridget
Throughout a Christian Land –
Neglected Son of Genius
I take thee by the Hand –
– Emily Dickinson
A Spider Sewed At Night
A Spider sewed at Night
Without a Light
Upon an Arc of White.
If Ruff it was of Dame
Or Shroud of Gnome
Himself himself inform.
Of Immortality
His Strategy
Was Physiognomy.
– Emily Dickinson
29th December – On This Day In History
Born:
1972 Jude Law (actor – The Talented Mr Ripley)
Died:
2012 Tony Greig (England cricket captain and commentator)
On This Day:
1845 Texas admitted as the 28th State of the USA
Have a good Saturday, 29th December
I Thought The Train Would Never Come
I thought the Train would never come –
How slow the whistle sang –
I don’t believe a peevish Bird
So whimpered for the Spring –
I taught my Heart a hundred times
Precisely what to say –
Provoking Lover, when you came
Its Treatise flew away
To hide my strategy too late
To wiser be too soon –
For miseries so halcyon
The happiness atone –
– Emily Dickinson