One Step Backwards, A Foot Hangs in MidAir

[ink_ling]

Last night after Circle at the Sanctuary, I found something in my mailbox there. It was a bill from JC Penney's (where I used to work part-time) from 1994. There was information about Baby Bootie Charms (?!) in it. There was a check made out to them from me (also dated 1994), signed by me and otherwise filled out by my ex-girlfriend, Beth. The

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Yeats: The Lake Isle of Innisfree

[f8n_begorra]

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight's all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet's wings.

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart's core.

Re: Yeats: The Lake Isle of Innisfree

[ink_ling]

OK: I'll DEFinitely have that "bee-loud glade".

You hear me good on this.

Hey. Where are you from in Ireland? Rural or urban place? Coastal or inland? Just curious.

Re: Yeats: The Lake Isle of Innisfree

[f8n_begorra]

A small country village in County Galway, in the watery, boggy Irish midlands. It rains there twice a week. Once for 3 days, once for 4.

You would love the language and literacy of the people; that which I miss most living in binary California. I should take you there sometime.

Your posting today is magnificent

Re: Yeats: The Lake Isle of Innisfree

[ink_ling]

Thanks, Fella. Sincerely.

That sounds incredible. I'd definitely go! The landscape I've seen, of Ireland, is absolutely eye-pitch-perfect. What's more: I like the rain.

I'm going to go look the place up on the map.

When did you leave Ireland?

[creepy1966]

You relly wanna see the past condensed,read some obituaries,or go to a funeral.
It's fuckin' depressing that a life lived is filtered down to where you worked,what church you went to,who proceeded you in death,and who was left behind.
Terrible...

I like the sound of your trip.I'll get a room adjacent to yours,so we can sit out on a balcony and drink coffee while we talk all sorts of various trash using religious metaphors and Southern slang.
It'd be some sort of Camus meets Henry Miller during The Occupation
affair,complete with daring escapes courtesy of The Foreign Legion?

[ink_ling]

They need to get research poets to write obituaries. I'd DEFinitely take the job!

Love the idea! Get your woven and polished valise ready and wax the tips of your mustache; I'm going to take up a pipe for tobacco.

Choose the first locale?

[jerm_cell]

and that will be the calming and warming reel playing in my head as a nod off to sleep tonight.
I love it. I love it. I love it.

[ink_ling]

Thanks, J. I hope it keeps a glow goin' on the wall above your head til mornin'. :)

Hope you feel better ... .