This is the kind of crap that really makes me wonder if saving the world for the benefit of these youngins is really worth it…
from Yahoo!News…
A former home of poet Robert Frost has been vandalized, with intruders destroying dozens of items and setting fire to furniture in what police say was an underage-drinking party….
..Wicker furniture and dressers were smashed and thrown into a fireplace and burned, apparently to provide heat in the unheated building, he said.Empty beer bottles and cans, plastic cups, and cellophane apparently used to hold marijuana were also found, according to Hodsden. The vandals vomited in the living room and discharged two fire extinguishers inside the building
And..some of Frost’s own words…
“Education is the ability to listen to almost anything without losing your temper.”
ON LOOKING UP BY CHANCE AT THE CONSTELLATIONS
You’ll wait a long, long time for anything much
To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves.
The sun and moon get crossed, but they never touch,
Nor strike out fire from each other nor crash out loud.
The planets seem to interfere in their curves
But nothing ever happens, no harm is done.
We may as well go patiently on with our life,
And look elsewhere than to stars and moon and sun
For the shocks and changes we need to keep us sane.
It is true the longest drouth will end in rain,
The longest peace in China will end in strife.
Still it wouldn’t reward the watcher to stay awake
In hopes of seeing the calm of heaven break
On his particular time and personal sight.
That calm seems certainly safe to last to-night
What Fifty Said
When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold.
I suffered like a metal being cast.
I went to school to age to learn the past.Now when I am old my teachers are the young.
What can’t be molded must be cracked and sprung.
I strain at lessons fit to start a suture.
I got to school to youth to learn the future.
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that those intruders even knew who Robert Frost was?
An interesting lesson on why cultural literacy does matter.
Cold here, 14 degrees in Tennessee. We ran the wood stove all night and it kept things warm enough that the heat did not kick in. Now the back of the house was chilly and we keep it 64 in the winter.
what do you suppose those parents told their kids about being good people? i wonder. is it good grades and getting into college to get a job?
i wonder what we think we teach our children as opposed to what they are really learning…
Purplegreengold
A flicker of white
appears in the dark
maybe the Big Bang
of some microverse
Perhaps it could be
Tinkerbell’s candle
The color soon dims
through yellow to gold
Then green tendrils spread
out from the center
The sparkling dwindles
to a throbbing pulse
as purple appears
and black and I sleep
–Robyn Elaine Serven
–March 9, 2006