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Thursday, August 28, 2003

Thursday August 28, 2003

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Feast

of Saint Augustine

"Frère Jacques, Cuernavaca,
 ach du lieber August."

— John O'Hara, Hope of Heaven

 

"anticipate
 the
 happiness
 of heaven"
= "himmlisches
 Glück
 vorweg
 empfinden"

Englisch/Deutsch Wörterbuch

See also today's previous entries.

Thursday August 28, 2003

Filed under: General — Tags: — m759 @ 9:26 PM

Elegance

          Sigrid Estrada

Louise Glück, the
U.S. poet laureate.

Pulitzer winner Glück
named poet laureate

By CARL HARTMAN

The Associated Press
8/28/2003, 6:26 PM ET

WASHINGTON (AP) — Louise Glück, winner of a Pulitzer Prize and a dozen other poetry awards, will be the next U.S. poet laureate….

Asked for a sample of her work, she suggested five lines from “The Seven Ages,” published in 2001:

“Immunity to time, to change.  Sensation

Of perfect safety, the sense of being

Protected from what we loved

And our intense need was
                        absorbed by the night

And returned as sustenance.”

Thursday August 28, 2003

Filed under: General — Tags: , , — m759 @ 6:35 PM

Spirit

In memory of
 Walter J. Ong, S. J.,
professor emeritus
at St. Louis University,
St. Louis, Missouri

"The Garden of Eden is behind us
and there is no road back to innocence;
we can only go forward."

— Anne Morrow Lindbergh,
Earth Shine, p. xii

  Earth Shine, p. xiii: 

We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.

— T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets.

Eliot was a native of St. Louis.

"Every city has its gates, which need not be of stone. Nor need soldiers be upon them or watchers before them. At first, when cities were jewels in a dark and mysterious world, they tended to be round and they had protective walls. To enter, one had to pass through gates, the reward for which was shelter from the overwhelming forests and seas, the merciless and taxing expanse of greens, whites, and blues–wild and free–that stopped at the city walls.

In time the ramparts became higher and the gates more massive, until they simply disappeared and were replaced by barriers, subtler than stone, that girded every city like a crown and held in its spirit."

Mark Helprin, Winter's Tale

Book Cover,
1954:

"The pattern of the heavens
     and high, night air"
Wallace Stevens,
An Ordinary Evening in New Haven

See also my notes of
Monday, August 25, 2003
(the feast day of Saint Louis,
for whom the city is named).

For a more Eden-like city,
see my note of
October 23, 2002,
on Cuernavaca, Mexico,
where Charles Lindbergh
courted Anne Morrow.
 

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