Gone

Mark Twain's letter to a friend after the death of Twain's 24 year old daughter Susy..

 clipped from writersalmanac.publicradio.org

"I did know that Susy was part of us; I did not know that she could go away; I did not know that she could go away, and take our lives with her, yet leave our dull bodies behind. And I did not know what she was. To me she was but treasure in the bank; the amount known, the need to look at it daily, handle it, weigh it, count it, realize it, not necessary; and now that I would do it, it is too late; they tell me it is not there, has vanished away in a night, the bank is broken, my fortune is gone, I am a pauper. How am I to comprehend this? How am I to have it? Why am I robbed, and who is benefited?"

The Catsup Bottle

The Catsup Bottle

First a little
Then a lottle

Ogden Nash 

Ketchup is thixotropic, which refers to its habit of changing from a solid to a liquid when disturbed. Hence the poem, widely (incompletely/incorrectly?) attributed to Ogden Nash: Shake, shake the ketchup bottle. First none will come and then a lot’ll. 

Let the hurricane swirl my heart to song

IN AUTUMN
by Rubén Darío

I know there are those who ask: Why does he not
sing with the same wild harmonies as before?
But they have not seen the labors of an hour
the work of a minute, the prodigies of a year.

I am an aged tree that, when I was growing.
uttered a vague, sweet sound when the breeze caressed me.
The time for youthful smiles has now passed by:
now, let the hurricane swirl my heart to song! 


from Selected Poems by Rubén Darío, translated by Lysander Kemp, University of Texas, Austin, 1988

Sistine Chapel

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