You have beautifully rescued the power and poignancy of this all-too- famous poem from its ubiquity on mugs and T-shirts, and given it the immediacy of experience by linking it to your own life’s journey. I can’t help but be reminded of Hand’s “Alabaster Moon”, bathing the cozy bed in its white light on a full moon, eternal and temporal all at once:)
I, too, was a paperboy, in Mount Kisco, N.Y. It taught me discipline and improved my limited social skills. Maybe it also helped get the printer's ink in my veins and guide me toward a career in newspapering...
Thanks, Bill. They are such a fascinating evolutionary rarity…I wonder why your comment ended up on my older piece on Calvino, “Biting the Wind?” Probably just a Substack glitch.
Nice Piece, Arnie! I used to think flying squirrels were both magical and a little possessed as a boy in NH-- engendering awe and fright/ exhilaration-- what a great evolutionary step for an ordinary groundling to make! cheers, best, BH
Nice going on the book!
Arnie,
You have beautifully rescued the power and poignancy of this all-too- famous poem from its ubiquity on mugs and T-shirts, and given it the immediacy of experience by linking it to your own life’s journey. I can’t help but be reminded of Hand’s “Alabaster Moon”, bathing the cozy bed in its white light on a full moon, eternal and temporal all at once:)
Thank you 🙏
I, too, was a paperboy, in Mount Kisco, N.Y. It taught me discipline and improved my limited social skills. Maybe it also helped get the printer's ink in my veins and guide me toward a career in newspapering...
Thanks! (Not sure why this went on an old post? Ah, technology).
Thanks, Bill. They are such a fascinating evolutionary rarity…I wonder why your comment ended up on my older piece on Calvino, “Biting the Wind?” Probably just a Substack glitch.
Excellent Arnie!
Nice Piece, Arnie! I used to think flying squirrels were both magical and a little possessed as a boy in NH-- engendering awe and fright/ exhilaration-- what a great evolutionary step for an ordinary groundling to make! cheers, best, BH
Congratulations on concluding your superb Hemingway essays, Arnie 👏👏
You are, through and through, a teacher:)
The kind who inspires, and nurtures creativity and curiosity. Te felicito, cuate!
You cast your line into a philosophical analysis of time and history. Whether you like it or not, you ARE a teacher. I treasure these essays.