Thursday, February 19, 2009

Breaking up is hard to do...but everyone seems to do it

Okay I've been broken up with before with an email, a text message and
even with a note on a napkin
But I have never ever ever ever ever had my a courtship
annulled by a poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson...and then
not even the decency to have an accompanying farewell...just like this epic hankerchief waving salute...like Judy Garland as
esther Blodgett...her first part in a moving is a hand double to the star waving farewell to her beau...waving and waving hankerchief...
only poor Esther cna't show her face...God No! she must wave...and wave unseen...her anonymity cemented by special effect steam sand blasting her
skin raw...

Now I should say also that any man that cowers behind Tennyson, letting him bid one farewell rather than the sissy who wishes to quote him and be rid of me
could be seen as a loser...but I will offer him this...he did send me an accompanying Mp3 file of Sean Connery
reading Ithaca so galantly...
so in the end its a win win...Sean Connerry, 19th Century Brit Lit, being rid of a coward and a great start to this blog...

so Yippee good riddance and Hello...!!!!




Ithaka

As you set out for Ithaka
hope the voyage is a long one,
full of adventure, full of discovery,
Laistrygonians and Cyclops,
angry Poseidon--don't be afraid of them:
you'll never find things like that on your way
as long as you keep your thoughts raised high,
as long as a rare excitement
stirs your spirit and your body.
Lystrygonians and Cyclops,
wild Poseidon--you won't encounter them
unless you bring them along inside your soul,
unless your soul sets them up in front of you.
Hope the voyage is a long one.
May there be many a summer morning when,
with what pleas ure, what joy,
you come into harbors seen for the first time;
may you stop at Phoenician trading stations
to buy fine things,
mother of pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
sensual perfumes of every kind--
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
and may you visit many Egyptian cities
to gather stores of knowledge from their scholars.

Keep Ithaka al ways in your mind.
Arriving there is what your are destined for.
But do not hurry the journey at all.
Better if it lasts for years,
so you are old by the time you reach the island,
wealthy with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting Ithaka to make you rich.
Ithaka gave you the marvelous journey.
Without her you would not have set out.
She has nothing left to give you now.
And if you find her poor, Ithaka won't have fooled you.
Wise as you will have become, so full of experience,
you will have understood by then what these Ithakas mean.t