Monthly Archives: April 2014

Tuesday April 15 snow boots & John Dunne (1929 – 2013) Another of the moods of Spring — a day or two to take off dancing shoes and pull back on snow boots. Time for a little fortitude, though surely … Continue reading →

April 14, Monday of Holy Week The Servant Song Isaiah 42: 1-4 Here is my servant whom I uphold my chosen one with whom I am pleased Upon whom I have put my spirit; he shall bring forth justice to … Continue reading →

Friday  April 11  Feedback I touched some good nerves with Thursday’s post.  Here are some other great versions of Sumer Is Icumen In.   No 1 from a close friend in London, UK.  No 2 from a friend in Detroit.  No’s … Continue reading →

Thursday April 10 –  singing in Spring This 13th century song of spring  [a Rota http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rota_(music)], can remind 21st century city dwellers that Spring’s awakening has made people a little crazy — playful — for a long time. Here’s a … Continue reading →

Wednesday April 9 — Robert Frost, “Mending Wall” Lots of spontaneous conversations about shoots emerging from the ground, hints of early blossoms, the last bits of winter snow shrinking visibly. And observations about the way snow operated like a broom … Continue reading →

Tuesday April 8 I am posting Tuesday’s poem from a friend’s home in Charlottesville VA. About 20 of us gathered for a Memorial Service remembering our friend, mentor, and pioneer historian of technology, Thomas Parke Hughes. Tom died at 91 … Continue reading →

Friday, April 4  – Stories everywhere if I slow down a little William Carlos Williams, a practicing MD who studied at my alma mater U Penn, died in 1963 at 79.  I don’t know who said that he  “worked harder at … Continue reading →

Thursday, April 3 “a long-overdue summer” Don’t mean to be irreverant with this post but I got busy and didn’t have time to find a poem. And I thought this little piece from Crain’s Detroit Business is not without merit. … Continue reading →

Wednesday April 2 — Rabindranath Tagore Gitanjali # 63 Tagore’s No. 63 — someone in a time of change, tempted to lose heart. The poet’s responds, pauses one moment and remembers the wonder of her/his life and the wonder of … Continue reading →

Tuesday April 1 – Mary Oliver – I was driving home from the Heartland-Delta Board meeting, at John Carroll in Cleveland, when the bottom of the 9th inning at Comerica came into radio range a little this side of Toledo. … Continue reading →