Ah, to be so celebrated. But, then, one would have to retire. Not in the cards for us. John On Mon, Apr 30, 2012 at 8:01 AM, David Ritchie <profdritchie@xxxxxxxxx>wrote: > Usually at this time of the year I enjoy my walk to work for an eight a.m. > three hour seminar. The birds are doing their thing, the weather can be > pleasant, there's a sense of possibility and vibrancy and change in the > early morning streets. But this week things briefly got a little strange. > Lying on the sidewalk were a pair of men's dress socks and some > underpants. I ran across a young woman sagging, in the fashion of the age, > her trousers around the bottom of her bottom. The trousers were lime-green > and probably polyester; she was a sagging version of Lee Trevino, circa > 1970. And then, as I waited for a light to change, I stood beside a woman > who was shouting at her phone, as people re currently wont to do, "And it's > like...and I go like...and like...and you should like... pull his > admissions file." I briefly wondered what kind of college might hire such > a person, and then it came to me that her speech was a piece with > everything I'd encountered thus far, not worthy of further inquiry. > > > > For Christy and Tom, retiring > > at the exit here > if i said nothing > about tom and christy > no one would complain > for no one appointed me laureate > with all accoutering obligations > so i was thinking that might be the way > what with them being naturally very quiet men > and then up trotted these small thoughts > > observed by a printmaking trout > fisherman who customarily > paints in shades of white and grey > two folk spread salt on a sidewalk > in a gesture that captures the spirit > the quotidian days of old age > it's one of my favorite drawings by tom > done from imagination i think > but if he told me he crept up on these two > keeping his hands clean > and like a hunter quietly sketched > possibly thinking of pulling a print > i'd ask his eyes > or watch his smile > and then i'd see > if truth therein > lies > > christy's abilities > not only as a printmaker but as a cheerleader too > not literally of course > at least > to use one of his characteristic expressions > not to my knowledge > dressed in spandex and leaping all about > no > christy's serious abilities are inscribed > in pnca memory and lore > they're available for all to see > in the mazes of his work > and the engagement of his department > christy stands > like a crisp mark > like a straight shooter > like someone who is really quite > tall > > the gap these two leave > is likely to be > less fishy > less salty > less hunter/gatherer-ish > less outdoorsy > less full-hairy > less boyish > possibly more noisy > > we will miss them > we will lament > we will keen > we will wail > we will shout from the hilltops > our hip hop verses > and somehow > incredible though it may seem > we will carry on > > > David Ritchie, > Portland, > Oregon------------------------------------------------------------------ > To change your Lit-Ideas settings (subscribe/unsub, vacation on/off, > digest on/off), visit www.andreas.com/faq-lit-ideas.html > -- John McCreery The Word Works, Ltd., Yokohama, JAPAN Tel. +81-45-314-9324 jlm@xxxxxxxxxxxx http://www.wordworks.jp/