tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207858370889035711.post8700654573395328380..comments2023-03-24T06:57:45.663-07:00Comments on citizen koan: irish springahclemhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01014593842648563551noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207858370889035711.post-23165102456343090652011-02-14T06:45:19.642-08:002011-02-14T06:45:19.642-08:00Dear Citizen.
Such an evocative image, in a irrev...Dear Citizen. <br />Such an evocative image, in a irreverent way, and now the soap of mourning unbearable loss. <br />My own disobedient memory has conflated the commercials for Irish Spring soap and Lucky Charms cereal with the 'Song of the Wandering Aengus', which I had to memorize around the same time they were on TV, so that I hear<br />… Though I am old with wandering<br />Through hollow lands and hilly lands,<br />I will find out where she has gone,<br />And kiss her lips and take her hands;<br />And walk among long dappled grass,<br />And pluck till time and times are done,<br />The silver apples of the moon,<br />The golden apples of the sun.<br /><br />now, in a new way.nancyengehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08023416294212416325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8207858370889035711.post-27699849425102185862011-02-13T04:53:13.966-08:002011-02-13T04:53:13.966-08:00Nothing to say, except I feel for you--the little ...Nothing to say, except I feel for you--the little things and the big things, there they are. Hang in there, Citizen.Debrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14774455339215690881noreply@blogger.com