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DAY IN, DAY OUT |
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The middle of the week has arrived
and here’s a short run down of historical [not necessarily hysterical] happenings of
past October 21st happenings on this day in the past.
Having survived being kicked out of Venice for bestiality (we don’t make these things
up) Pietro Aretino, a.k.a. The Courtesan died on this day in 1556. Today in 1805 the
Franco-Spanish fleet is defeated at Trafalgar by Lord Nelson & in 1872 German Emperor
arbitrates a territorial dispute between Canada and the United States, awarding the San
Juan Islands on the northwest to the U.S. 1879: There shall be light. Thomas Edison turns
it on and in 1907 "The Merry Widow" lights up the stage in New York City.
For you bird watchers the annual Bob O’Link festival was
established this day in 1910 in Clinton Township, Michigan.
In 1950 the occupation of Tibet by Chinese troops begins. Since he was only born two
months ago, Richard Gere has yet to take up the cause. 1961: But will they ever recoup the
recording costs? Bob Dylan records his first album; the total price of the one-day
recording session is $400. In 1969 death takes Jacques Kerouac at age 47. He slips away in
a St. Petersburg hospital from abdominal bleeding caused by drinking.
Hope you are having iced tea and tonight one martini is permissible. Well, it is Wednesday
. . . OK, stop at two.
- RM 10/19/98 |
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Elvin Bishop o
Georgia Brown o Samuel Taylor Coleridge o Domenichino o
Carrie Fisher o Whitey Ford o Helen Reveles o Valenzuela Fujita o Dizzy Gillespie o
Katsushuba Hokusai o Michael Landon o Manfred Mann o Alfred Nobel o Brian Piccolo Bill Russell (baseball) o George
Solti o Georg Ernst Stahl o Edmund Waller |
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To see the sunsets
truest color we need only to look into a stranger’s or a good friend’s eye.
Autumn blinks and there is sunshine.
Some pages in my diary are blotted or unused. Those must have
been the happiest times, for who can jot down happiness when it is happening.
All people have lessons they can give us, even in rejection. |
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FOUR AFTERTHOUGHTS |
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Afterthought,
One
Now the memory blurs.
You didn’t feed it.
Not to worry,
not to worry.
I’ll keep filling up
the holes until they’re whole.
Afterthought, Two
Come then strangers
and those of you I know,
form as one.
I fear you’ve done so
anyway and already.
And if your name
be litany or lie
I’ll love you all the same
if you’ll come close enough
to let me.
Afterthought, Three
Maybe all the promises
don’t come true
but whoever said they did ?
The day came, didn’t it?
Give me a little more time
give us a little while longer.
Look, there are sparrows
on the lawn.
Afterthought, Four
I’m tired
you’ll have to wage
the revolution
by yourself.
Try not to make
too much noise,
the cat’s asleep.
- from Celebrations of the Heart, 1975 |
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