How do I love thee?
Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height My soul can reach,
when feeling out of sight For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints.
I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life;
and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.
- Elizabeth Barrett Browning, English poet, mid 1800s
Aaaarrgghhmm .......... zilch. See I get these urges. I had full intentions of talking about Dog days. But then I realized that I hadn't done a poem. So I thought about making one up.
Hmmmm.... Nup. Uh Uh. I have to be in a creative mood to that and I'm not. So I read that big paragraph thingie from Hamlet yesterday. Some of the old words are a bit 'out there' so you have to use your imagination a bit to 'get it'. But once you read it a few (hundred) times it's like reading a Bugs Bunny comic. But it made me think about the verse above from Elizabeth Barrett Browning. Such a beautiful poem. One of my favorites in fact. I still don't know why she 'love thee with the passion put to use in her old briefs', but the rest of it is pretty nice. Funny, when I was a bit of a single lad I used to use it as a pick up line at the pub. After my 17th or 18th glass of confidence booster I would stagger over to a little cutie by herself and start "Oh how do I love thee, let me count the ways, I love thee to the depth breadth and height that my soul can reach". Always got a few laughs at least.
Now you can understand why I am soooo big on forgetting the past, no!
But what a great title for a song. The Dog Days Are Over. Wow. It certainly applies to me. Everybody has Dog days. Everybody. With the average age growing to 80 years old that means about 30,000 days or so. Pretty good bet at least one of those will be a Dog day. In other words, with all due respect to our canine friends, a Dog day is one you would care to forget. A real bad hair day. But there is even a more distinct possibility that you will have a lot of Dog days. Pain and suffering are a part of our lives. They provide the Dog days. But the Dog days also have a purpose. They give us experiences, usually bad, a lot of the time tragic. But when the Dog days are over the experiences strengthen us for what is to come, for the rest of our lives. Often those bad experiences will soften the blow for other Dog days. And if you understand these Dog days you will probably understand the circles of life.
.......... THE DOG DAYS ARE OVER.........