A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. | |
— Robert Frost | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Even If I Have An Opinion |
We’ve Just Gotten Confirmation | |
2020 | #45: A Word Of Advice |
But I’m In No Hurry To Get There | |
Decision Made: #46 — Go Joe | |
2019 | Like Many Forms Of Art |
Two Towers | |
2018 | Land Of My Birth – Executive Order Notwithstanding |
Keeping It Real… | |
2017 | Use A Bigger Can |
2016 | Vote Tomorrow – 8 November 2016 |
2015 | Old Bond |
2014 | Preferences |
2013 | Prudence |
2012 | Reason Against Reasons |
2011 | The 1% Rule Of Large Groups |
2010 | Going, Going, On… |
Expect Mike | |
Wasted Again? | |
You Did? | |
Reflecting Plenty | |
Old Math | |
Mental Images | |
Here’s Lookin’ At You, Kid | |
Learn | |
Nothing Feared Today | |
I Had Other Plans | |
Ratings… | |
Really? | |
Encourage Greatness | |
Posts Tagged ‘Robert Frost’
Like Many Forms Of Art
Posted in Poetry, Quotes, tagged Art, Homesickness, Lovesickness, Poetry, Quotes, Robert Frost on November 7, 2019| 4 Comments »
All In Good Time
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Life, Philosophy, Quotes, Robert Frost on September 11, 2019| Leave a Comment »
In three words I can sum up everything that I have learned about life. It goes on. | |
— Robert Frost | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Current Heroes (II) |
Glued To The TV – 3,000 Miles Away | |
2020 | Current Heroes |
I’m Mid-West Born, But California Raised | |
Appropriated To Her Being | |
2019 | All In Good Time |
Day 13: Pause & Resume | |
Ghrelin And Leptin | |
2018 | Gratitude And Warmth |
Remembering Loss, Sacrifice And Service | |
Making Little Ones Out Of Bigger Ones | |
2017 | Never Forget |
2016 | It’s All Greek To Me (Well, Latin Actually) |
2015 | Truism |
2014 | Thank You |
2013 | Really |
2012 | Ordinary Five Minutes Longer |
2011 | The Wealth Of Sons (And Daughters) |
Show Willing
Posted in Humor, My Journal, Quotes, tagged Humor, My Journal, Quotes, Robert Frost on September 18, 2016| Leave a Comment »
The world is full of willing people; some willing to work, the rest willing to let them. | |
— Robert Frost | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Hold That Thought |
Got Love? | |
2020 | Everyone I’ve Ever Met |
A Secret Chord | |
2019 | A Big “IF” |
2018 | Silence Presence |
2017 | Feeling Small Standing In Front Of My Shelves |
2016 | Show Willing |
2015 | If He Only Knew… |
2014 | Dared To Love |
2013 | Strong Kung-Fu |
2012 | Two Tribes |
2011 | Made Any Assumptions Lately? |
But If I Had To Perish Twice…
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Banksy, Fire and Ice, On Death, Philosophy, Quotes, Robert Frost on May 4, 2015| Leave a Comment »
They say you die twice. One time when you stop breathing and a second time, a bit later on, when somebody says your name for the last time. | |
— Banksy | |
[With apologies to Robert Frost (see here)… — kmab] | |
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2022 | Relegated To Study Hall |
5 – 40hrs | |
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Here’s My Story | |
2020 | #IncometentDonald Says The Economy Will Rebound Quickly |
A Family Horror Story | |
2019 | A State With No Business |
2018 | Reflections |
2017 | Opposites Attract |
2016 | Completely Unreasonable |
Starting To Be A Reacher | |
2015 | Avengers Assemble II |
But If I Had To Perish Twice… | |
2014 | Turning Pages |
2013 | We Are All Accountable |
2012 | American Sign Language |
2011 | Happy Disproof |
2010 | Book Review – Managing Your Government Career |
Tools And Weapons
Posted in Humor, My Journal, Poetry, Quotes, tagged Humor, My Journal, My Objection To Being Stepped On, On Tools, On Weapons, Poems, Poetry, Quotes, Robert Frost on February 20, 2015| Leave a Comment »
My Objection To Being Stepped On |
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At the end of the row | |
I stepped on the toe | |
Of an unemployed hoe. | |
It rose in offense | |
And struck me a blow | |
In the seat of my sense. | |
It wasn’t to blame | |
But I called it a name. | |
And I must say it dealt | |
Me a blow that I felt | |
Like a malice prepense. | |
You may call me a fool, | |
But was there a rule | |
The weapon should be | |
Turned into a tool? | |
And what do we see? | |
The first tool I step on | |
Turned into a weapon. | |
— Written by: Robert Frost | |
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On This Day In: | |
2022 | Overbooked |
2021 | One Month In: Learning To Play Guitar |
Cause The Melody Keeps Haunting Me | |
2020 | Working On My 2019 Tax Returns |
2019 | Three Beliefs |
2018 | He Found Them On-Line |
2017 | Maybe In A Future World |
2016 | Largely A Mystery |
2015 | Tools And Weapons |
2014 | Likes And Dislikes |
2013 | Pillars Of Learning |
2012 | Another JCoM Review |
Move It | |
2011 | Expected Value |
Still Just Passing Through
Posted in My Journal, Philosophy, Quotes, tagged My Journal, On Difficulty, Philosophy, Quotes, Robert Frost on July 11, 2013| Leave a Comment »
The best way out of a difficulty is through it. | |
— Robert Frost | |
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On This Day In: | |
2012 | Live Or Die |
2011 | On Secession |
2010 | A Rocky Weekend |
Headstones
Posted in My Journal, Quotes, tagged Lover's Quarrel, My Journal, Quotes, Robert Frost on March 28, 2013| Leave a Comment »
I would have written of me on my stone: “I had a lover’s quarrel with the world.“ | |
— Robert Frost | |
[And a happy birthday to me! — kmab] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2022 | The Air Is Thinner, But It’s A Killer View |
2021 | Staying Young While Getting Old |
Mid-Afternoon (Hopefully) | |
2020 | Still Measuring |
2019 | Living On The Couch |
Who Am I – One Interpretation | |
2018 | A Gardening Goal: Feed The Flowers |
2017 | Freakishly Happy Cowboy |
2016 | One More, Please |
2015 | Infinite Adventure |
2014 | Unpaved |
2013 | Headstones |
2012 | Keeping Young |
2011 | Lessons Well Learned |
One Path
Posted in 2011 Book Review, Book Review, Philosophy, Poetry, Reading, Reviews, Running, tagged 2012 Book Review, Dean Ottati, Philosophy, Poetry, Recommended Reading, Robert Frost, Running, The Road Not Taken, The Runner And The Path, The Runner And The Path - book review on January 21, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Today I finished reading “The Runner And The Path“, by Dean Ottati (2002). This is another of the $2 books I’ve picked up at Half-Price Books on the outside rack. I bought it on the strength of 1) it’s about running; 2) the author/runner lives locally (in Walnut Creek); and, 3) from the inside the cover notes the book came across as quasi-philosophical. The book is all three and more. | |
The author is an account manager (an “executive”) in a technology company. Feeling a bit out of shape, he takes up running as a hobby and discovers that over time, it shows him an entirely new side of himself which he never made time to observe before. The author learns (between running and talking with his running friends) to listen to his own heart. Not the the physical heart beating away in his chest, but the heart beating away in his soul. | |
The book is a mild indictment of corporate America, because the author ultimately decides (after his review,) that he doesn’t always want to be fighting on the corporate ladder and that there is more to life than “just” more – more money, more authority, more stuff. The author does admit he has been lucky and he’s fortunate enough to be in a position to back off of the rat race so his conclusions “ring” true, however, there doesn’t seem to be a lot of hope for the non-executives (regular workers) or those who can’t step off the ladder. | |
Other than those minor comments, I found the book to be very enjoyable – like talking with a new acquaintance whom you discover you have a lot in common with. The authors writing style, even when he lapses into philosophy, is conversational and therefore a quick read. And he does have a way with words, which means you’ll be seeing quotes from this book from time to time. | |
All in all, I recommend the book for those who have never really looked up from their “path” to see where it is actually taking them. | |
Finally, I must admit I kept waiting for a reference to Frost’s “The Road Not Taken“, but it never came. An opportunity missed by the author… | |
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On This Day In: | |
2022 | End The Filibuster |
2021 | Be Creative, Question Assumptions |
By No Means | |
2020 | I’ll Eat To That (Gemütlichkeit) |
To The Front | |
2019 | #ContinueToResist |
Except Willful Ignorance And Prideful Stupidity | |
2018 | More Executive Time For #DumbDonald |
2017 | Watched The Inauguration |
Two Geniuses | |
2016 | Come Dance And Laugh With Me |
2015 | Looks Good To Me |
2014 | Desire For The Sea |
2013 | The Fierce Urgency Of NOW |
Happy Inauguration Day! | |
2012 | One Path |
Sorrow And Joy | |
The Seven Year View | |
2011 | Emergent Practicality |
Good Fences Make Good Neighbors
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged Joseph Malins, Philosophy, Quotes, Robert Frost on October 30, 2011| 2 Comments »
Better put a strong fence around the top of the cliff | |
Than an ambulance down in the valley. | |
— Joseph Malins | |
[Apologies to Robert Frost for the title, but an ounce of prevention is worth a pound of medicine. — kmab] | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Sustainable Development |
Duke, Duke, Duke | |
2020 | #IncompetentDonald Is A Clear And Present Danger |
VOTE – “We The People” Can Save America | |
2019 | Why #45 Is Fated To Endanger Our National Security |
2018 | Dehydrated |
Dehydrated II | |
2017 | And Some Of Us Have Books |
2016 | I See No Proof |
2015 | Whither Tea Party? |
2014 | Nothing Is Known Absolutely |
2013 | Decoration Time |
2012 | The Beatitudes |
2011 | Good Fences Make Good Neighbors |
2010 | Back On The Asphalt |
No Sweep – Rangers Win Game 3 by 4 to 2 | |
Greek Myths For Kids | |
Resistance Is Futile
Posted in Faith Family and Friends, Lyrics, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, tagged A Dream Deferred, Curtis Mayfield, Faith, Fire and Ice, Langston Hughes, Lyrics, People Get Ready, Philosophy, Poetry, Robert Frost, The Chambers Brothers, The Impressions on April 24, 2011| Leave a Comment »
My brother Sean and Frank (the older brother of my best friend in grammar and high school) are big song posters on Facebook. Mostly old-school, but sometimes more recent stuff as well. To be honest, I prefer the old school. I guess the things you grew up with have had the time to make the most emotional attachments in your life. A while back they started doing a rally of old r&b tunes and I heard an old Impressions song I enjoyed. I don’t think their back and forth was meant to be competitive, but it was (is) pleasant to see technology being used to reinforce the beauty which already exists if we just take / make time to remember it. Of course I did what you’re supposed to do when this happens, I wiki’ed the song, group, writer, etc. Along the path, I bumped into “People Get Ready“. I then made a mental note to myself to include the lyrics on my Poems page, but then never got around to it. | |
What happens to a page deferred? Does it dry up in the sun, overcome by the flow of other life events? Or, does it come back – repeatedly by other artists – to remind you again and again of unfinished tasks in life? (Apologies to Langston Hughes and his “A Dream Deferred“.) In this case, the latter – resistance is futile. The lyrics I’ve provided are from one of the many versions available on YouTube. This version was Curtis Mayfield playing with a house band. In any case, I had to choose between the original by the Impressions, one of many by Curtis without the Impressions, or one of the many covers. The hardest choice was the one I remember best: The Chambers Brothers. Normally, I would go with the one I remembered best, but in this instance I chose Curtis because his voice is more “haunting” to me. | |
The two poems I remember most from my early teens were Robert Frost’s “Fire And Ice” and Langston Hughes “A Dream Deferred“. Probably because they were both short yet still able to express a tremendous range of emotion (“suffice” and “explode”). “Fire And Ice” has been posted for some time. “A Dream Deferred” was added today. If you haven’t read them lately, take two minutes. That’s about how long it will take to read them both. Enjoy. Highly recommended! | |
Thanks to all of my spirit brothers and sisters… | |
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On This Day In: | |
2022 | The Grand Essentials |
Second 40 | |
2021 | Adding Spice |
Be Who You Must | |
2020 | Mo, Cilla, Mushy Peas And Rain |
No New Wars | |
2019 | An Epitaph For #45 (#LyingDonald) |
2018 | Before And After |
2017 | Verbs |
2016 | Not Too Tidy |
2015 | Little Understanding |
2014 | Open Early |
2013 | Movies And A Lifetime Of Lyrics |
This Truth | |
2012 | Cheaper To Hold |
2011 | Resistance Is Futile |
One Great, One Enjoyable, One Terrible… | |
Unfortunately, No Approval Is Required | |
Going, Going, On…
Posted in Philosophy, Quotes, tagged On Life, Philosophy, Quotes, Robert Frost on November 7, 2010| Leave a Comment »
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life. It goes on. | |
— Robert Frost | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Even If I Have An Opinion |
We’ve Just Gotten Confirmation | |
2020 | #45: A Word Of Advice |
But I’m In No Hurry To Get There | |
Decision Made: #46 — Go Joe | |
2019 | Like Many Forms Of Art |
Two Towers | |
2018 | Land Of My Birth – Executive Order Notwithstanding |
Keeping It Real… | |
2017 | Use A Bigger Can |
2016 | Vote Tomorrow – 8 November 2016 |
2015 | Old Bond |
2014 | Preferences |
2013 | Prudence |
2012 | Reason Against Reasons |
2011 | The 1% Rule Of Large Groups |
2010 | Going, Going, On… |
Expect Mike | |
Wasted Again? | |
You Did? | |
Reflecting Plenty | |
Old Math | |
Mental Images | |
Here’s Lookin’ At You, Kid | |
Learn | |
Nothing Feared Today | |
I Had Other Plans | |
Ratings… | |
Really? | |
Encourage Greatness | |
Impossible Dreams of Camelot
Posted in Lyrics, Movies, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Quotes, tagged Camelot, Don Quixote, Man From LaMancha, Miguel de Cervantes, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Quotes, Robert Frost, The Impossible Dream, The Road Not Taken on August 30, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Today’s additions are two more song lyrics from musicals from my childhood and another poem by Robert Frost. | |
The first, Camelot, I think of fondly from a thoroughly biased view of history. | |
In the early 60’s, America in general, and Washington, D.C in particular seemed to me to be a magical place where even a Catholic could grow up to be President. The majesty of the era has faded with the tragedy of assassination, the reality of adultery and the cynicism of politics before civil rights – but, for “a brief shining moment…” | |
The second, “The Impossible Dream“, is from the play (and movie): “The Man From LaMancha” which is based on the story of “Don Quixote” by Miguel de Cervantes. | |
I must admit to have fancied that I’ve lived my life learning the hard way most of the time and to have constantly sought to tilt against windmills. | |
The funny thing is… I’m not entirely sure that many people would say either of those things about me. Some would describe me as “traveled”, but not I think as “Quixotic”. | |
In any case, Frost’s poem is (of course): “The Road Not Taken“. | |
Perhaps, for me, the windmills have been more personal and/or perceived than real. | |
Still, less traveled. …And that has made all the difference. | |
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On This Day In: | |
2021 | Why Republicans Are Unhappy |
I Guess It’s True | |
2020 | A Tiny And Fragile World |
Your Lyin’ Eyes | |
2019 | Day 1: Done |
#IncompetentDonald Fails On All Three | |
2018 | I Put It Down To Bad Teachers |
Day 34: In And Out | |
2017 | And The Future Is Now |
2016 | I Am |
2015 | Positively Aiming Higher |
2014 | Suspicious Minds |
2013 | We Are Not Alone |
2012 | Lawyer, n. |
2011 | Each Day Remember… |
2010 | Impossible Dreams of Camelot |
3 and 1…
Posted in Faith Family and Friends, My Journal, Poetry, tagged Family and Friends, Julie's Poem, Lost And Found, Mending Wall, My Journal, Poetry, Robert Frost, This I Hold As True on August 23, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Today I’ve added four poems. Three of them are mine and one is (a second poem) by Robert Frost. | |
My three are titled: “Lost And Found“, “Julie’s Poem” and “This I Hold As True“. The Frost poem is titled: “Mending Wall“. | |
My poem, “This I Hold As True” was my response (meager as it is) to Frost. I do think we each have walls and I’m not sure his poem does much (if anything) to explain or reduce the walls. But then, I’m not sure that was Frost’s intent either. My own feeling is that he was pointing them (walls) out and (mildly) mocking them. | |
“Julie” was a young lady I knew from high school days. She heard I wrote poetry and asked me to write her something – so I did. Showing that it really is a small world, Julie went to school and became a registered nurse. Five years ago, when I had my heart problem and went to the ER, she was the triage nurse – and in a way – helped save my life! | |
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Reminiscing
Posted in Faith Family and Friends, General Comments, Lyrics, Poetry, Reading, tagged A Road Not Taken, An Incomplete Education, Every Now And Then, Garth Brooks, General Comments, Lyrics, Poetry, Reading, Robert Frost on November 27, 2010| 1 Comment »
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