Happy New Year! Hope you are enjoying these last few days of Christmas. I know I am, even as my husband and two daughters are having a discussion (somewhat loud), about the value of absolute value, algebra and the worth of math in general. I opted to remind everyone, I was an English major, and began taking notes on The Odyssey. I did try to do the math problem that started the conversation, but after three attempts (and getting it wrong each time), I decided my small success would be to grow in humility, and farm the math in question out to someone else.
In other news, the real joy of Christmas, are the hidden surprises God holds for us. My mom came to visit and I learned about the Lutheran choir which came to carol my dad the last Christmas he spent on Earth, and about how even deep into Alzheimer's, when he saw a friend, one of his dearest friends, within weeks of dying from the same condition, he recited a poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins.
I caught this morning morning's minion, king-dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his ridingOf the rolling level underneath him steady air, and stridingHigh there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wingIn his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and glidingRebuffed the big wind. My heart in hidingStirred for a bird, – the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, hereBuckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billionTimes told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Copyright 2016 Sherry Antonetti
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