Happy Birthday MLK

“Never, never be afraid to do what’s right, especially if the well-being of a person or animal is at stake. Society’s punishments are small compared to the wounds we inflict on our soul when we look the other way.” 
 Martin Luther King Jr. (January 15, 1929 – April 4, 1968)

Birthdays, Martin Luther King Jr.

Happy Birthday, Martin Luther King Jr.

Birthdays, T.S. Eliot

Happy Birthday, T.S. Eliot

The very existence of libraries affords the best evidence that we may yet have hope for the future of man” 
T.S. Eliot

Cow Pasture

This morning, The Poetry Foundation sent me an e-mail with their featured poem of the day. It was “La Figlia che Piange,” which I translated using my limited Italian ability to mean “The Daughter who Cried” or “Daughter Crying,” by Thomas Stearns Eliot.  Today, marks his birthday.

T.S. Eliot was one of the 20th century greatest poets.  American by birth – he was born in 1888 in St. Louis Missouri – he became a British Citizen when he turned thirty-nine in 1927.  He was complex, brilliant and controversial. Awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1948, he is known for some of our best known poems in the English Language:  The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, The Waste Land, and The Hollow Men.

I am celebrating his birthday today with his poem “Cousin Nancy!”

Cousin Nancy

By T.S. Eliot

Miss Nancy Ellicott

Strode across the hills and broke them,

Rode across the hills and broke them —

The barren New England hills —

Riding to hounds

Over the cow-pasture.

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Birthdays, William Butler Yeats

Happy Birthday William Butler Yeats

Happy Birthday

The Lake Isle of Innisfree

By William Butler Yeats

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,

And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;

Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,

And live alone in the bee-loud glade.


And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,

Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;

There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,

And evening full of the linnet’s wings.


I will arise and go now, for always night and day

I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;

While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,

I hear it in the deep heart’s core.


Birthdays, William Shakespeare

Happy Birthday William Shakespeare!

Today is William Shakespeare’s birthday.  The Bard of Avon, whose words expressed the joys and tragedies of humanity, our gratitude…

Happy Birthday!

“As an unperfect actor upon the stage
Who with much fear is put besides his part
Or some fierce thing, replete with too much rage
Whose strengths abundance weakens his own heart
So I, for fear of trust, forget to say
The perfect ceremony of love’s rite
And in mine own love’s strength seem to decay
O’ercharged with burthen of my own love’s might
o, let my books be then the eloquence
And dumb presagers of my speaking breast
Who plead for love, and look for recompense
More than that tongue that more hath express’d.
O, learn to read what silent love hath writ
To hear with eyes belongs to love’s fine wit.”
William Shakespeare, Shakespeare’s Sonnets