E. E. Cummings’ Best Lines

“since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom”

………………………

I have spent much/most of my life in the company of ideals, reason, and rational thinking, but, in the end, it is feelings, emotions, passions, love that give us the most memorable and satisfying personal experiences. These experiences are also much closer to the life of the spirit and, what Johnny Clegg has called “the spirit of the great heart”. More and more these daze, I go back to the Keatsian life of sensations where I spent my first 20 years for the most part.

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So what will be your contacts with

Beauty, Nature, and Art today, this week, this month?
If there are none, why wouldn’t you choose to mingle with any of those three?

(Cherry blossom trees abloom in April, Queen Elizabeth Park, Vancouver–always a slice)

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In the world of tv commercials

directed at Boomers, I note the one by BMW that uses the instrumental from The Lovin’ Spoonful’s “Summer in the City” and the one by Entresto (for heart failure) that uses Sonny and Cher’s “The Beat Goes On”!

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“Reframing the narrative”=

lying.

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Obit:

(a delightful, born-loser schnook, antihero comedy; impossible to dislike)

Rip Torn, actor, 88.
I will fondly remember him as the flawed defender of Albert Brooks in Defending Your Life.

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Little Peggy March,

was the  15-year-old singer of the ’60s # 1 hit (youngest woman to top the charts) “I Will Follow Him” (1962), with lines like:
“I will follow him”
“He is my destiny”
He’ll always be my true love
For now and till forever”.

She’s still around, now 71. It would be interesting to know what kind of responses she has been getting from women the last few years, from married, single, and gay women to MeToo followers.

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“Good Morning to you,

I hope you’re feeling better”
–“Care of Cell 44”, The Zombies

Peony. Edmonton peonies are doing exceptionally well this soggy summer no doubt because our weather more resembles showery Vancouver where peonies do well.

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“The prairies made me what I am today…”

–Randy Bachman

From “Prairie Town” by Bachman

A good YouTube video of this is performed by Bachman, Neil Young (also from Wpg.) and Margo Timmins

“Portage and Main 50 below”

Anyone who grew up in Winnipeg in the 1950s-60s will identify with this one. Basic knowledge about Winnipeggers from that time

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1st day, paper route, January, grade 5

It all went well
till I got to the end
of Thompson Drive
which ran out of houses
at the edge of the prairie.

No 518. Thompson proper
began in the 400s.
In -30 I trudged
aimlessly
back and forth on Ness
wondering at the glitch:
a customer without
an actual house.

Some 15 minutes
until I noticed a black speck
a football field away
across the barren field.
Could that, irrationally,
be it? It was north
of 400s after all.

The Arctic wind blew
unforgiving from the North
raising snow to
sting and freeze my face
but I got there.
The iron numbers frostily
upon the house: 518.

And was welcomed
by a bent, suspendered man
with thick green glasses:
Mr. Steele, Francis.
Frank, his wiry wife
called him.
She was Dorothy–
Dot, in that last year before
the old guy’s death.

They insisted I come in
and sat me by the window
with a hot drink
looking back toward civilization.
They were grateful
I had come bringing
the news of the world.
The new carrier.

I sat and listened to them
quietly argue for 20 mins.
The old man was nice
and congenial.
She did what he told her
but I wouldn’t have
trusted her for a minute.

Another strange beginning
that winter of yore
being taken in abruptly
to that isolated life.
I wondered at how
they survived
and walking back, realized
why the previous carrier
had quit the route
after Christmas tips.
…………………………

If you check Google view of 518 Thompson Dr., Wpg, you’ll see that a street goes right through where that little house on the prairie was in the late ’50s. That and a light pole and a red fire hydrant. All that’s left of 518, Steeles, and my paperboy youth.

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An Appreciation of Virginia Woolf

From Virginia Woolf, more than any other prose writer, I learned, vicariously and empathically, how the human mind, stream-of-consciousness, and imagination work together to produce our not-commonly-understood inner life.

In her work, I found a successful blend of thoughts, feelings, and sensibility that most accurately portrays how people experience life on a daily basis. I also found echoes and reflections I have personally experienced of life at its fullest in variable personal contexts with the most sensuous, realistic, poetic, and precious details. Her sensibility and empathy came closest to my own of all prose writers I have encountered.

There is an aliveness and shimmering quality that no other prose writer has communicated so clearly and thoroughly in one work after another. Writing and literature that balancedly captures the flow of feelings and thoughts, their interminglings, their juxtapositions, and strange sudden transitions. Reading Woolf has long been a meditation for me as well as a source of significant epiphanies, and a recurringly fresh coming up for air.

In fact, Woolf was and still is the supreme poet of prose writers as evidenced in The Waves, To the Lighthouse, Mrs. Dalloway, Orlando, A Room of One’s Own, and her marvellous ‘breathing’, ‘shining’ essays such as “Street Haunting”, “The Captain’s Death Bed”, and “Death of the Moth”.

To read her is and has been for me to enter a much finer, more refined, more lofty, reflective higher plane of regard. This always sends me off in search of great poets and poems, the great artists and paintings, the great architecture, and the great music, musicians, and composers. A significant aesthetic choice for sure these last 50 years, of which I am still firmly committed to. A choice that has brought me much satisfaction, pleasure, beauty, delight, wonder, meaning, purpose, truth, and significance. Enough to more than define a life. Both hers and mine.

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The Problem with Other People

is that you can’t depend on them. They will hang you up, lie, nand ot come through on promises and commitments. You are far better to do as much as possible for yourself (and for others on those things you do choose). If you must work with others, it is often best to be prepared to do the given job yourself; many’s a time others will leave you stranded, not get down what they said they would, or just leave you on the spot and hang you out to dry in front of others.

The fact of the matter is that there are many lazy and rather stupid people who can’t be trusted. These include people you work with, family, friends, and even loved ones. One should always be prepared for others to fail and not count on others too much. It is just the way of the world and too much of human nature. Anytime I have run into problems, I can attribute this most often to others. They can’t be counted on, will let you down, and even betray you.

That is why, as a long-time only child, I learned early on to do things myself except when I have to defer to experts for help with cars, dental work, plumbers, electricians, massage, surgery, and the like. There is a place for experts, even if it (shudder!) costs money! Why mess up things some others can do better?

But generally, it is far more important to become autonomous individuals who don’t rely on the help of others to do it for them. We have too many losers, incompetents, Peter Principal types, and weak people like this. No shortage, in fact.

Life becomes simpler and happier if you adopt the above approach as a general way of operating and navigating through your days and life. Being your own person and being strong for yourself works. It really does.

Etc.: In response to most things, people typically just complain and criticize. With the advent of social media and online trolls, this problem has become an epidemic and mania, as well as an automatic reaction.

You can be sure that if anything will go wrong with something you’re doing, it will be caused by others, even friends and family. Conflicts are caused by dealing with other people. No wonder so many people get divorced, remain single, or prefer to live alone. Simpler and less stressful. Less hassle, fewer conflicts. 

Of course, this is true/r on a large scale as in the case of any agendas and agenda-izing, and, if you move to greater nos. of people, larger and worse between groups, societies, countries, and nations. The biggest problem with people on this level is large-scale violence and war.

Thus, you can see how this basic problem of daily living in our personal lives operates on all levels of human interaction.

(pictured above, a typical day in human history somewhere; nicely-done war scene from the excellent miniature museum beside the Empress Hotel in Victoria)

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