Memorable poem: Song of Wandering Aengus

The Song of Wandering Aengus

by W. B. Yeats

I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.

When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire aflame,
But something rustled on the floor,
And some one called me by my name:
It had become a glimmering girl
With apple blossom in her hair
Who called me by my name and ran
And faded through the brightening air

Though I am old with wandering
Through hollow lands and hilly lands
I will find out where she has gone,
And kiss her lips and take her hands
And walk among long dappled grass,
And pluck till time and times are done
The silver apples of the moon,
The golden apples of the sun.

Taking a bow

Okay, okay, I will yield to the pressure of my adoring fans and fizz-dizzlers!!

This is the Renfro Man - short for Renaissance with a Fro Man. Anyway. Whatever.
I'm speechless. I feel like my mind is suddenly spotless and in need of some eternal sunshine.

Julie, Bronie -- I love this idea. Not yet sure how to give it a significant resonance, but that will come after I have polished off the pistachios you gave me. All in good time.

Les, tanks for your greeting. And to everybody - thanks for the fantubulous Father's Day. It felt great. James Joyce speaks of the mysterious, hidden role of fathers - mirroring the primal mystery of the author of creation. Fathers create, mothers nurture. But perhaps the roles are interchangeable and share-able. They should be if we are to be whole persons.

One thing I know. I have miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep.

Dad

A heart-felt welcome!

Hey Dad!!!
Wow, you're very own webpage! Nevermind that I created you one years ago and it still goes untouched NO IT'S QUITE ALRIGHT!!!

But really, I hope you use this. Once I go back to Austin I will want somewhere to go where I can always feel connected to you and KNOW what's going on in your mind, heart and soul. I love you Daddy, Happy Father's Day! :)
-Chuckles Chiz Biz Bop

Welcome to your blogspot!

Hi Dad!

We thought this would be a neat way for you to express your musings, poems, articles, prayers, written reflections and anything else you'd like to share with family, friends, and the world.

Happy writing!

Love,

Julie and Bronius