December 9th, 2020

Casimir Pulaski Day Sufjan Stevens cover .



Goldenrod and the 4-H stone
The things I brought you
When I found out you had cancer of the bone

Your father cried on the telephone
And he drove his car to the navy yard
Just to prove that he was sorry

In the morning through the window shade
When the light pressed up against your shoulder blade
I could see what you were reading

Oh, the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications you could do without
When I kissed you on the mouth

Tuesday night at the Bible study
We lift our hands and pray over your body
But nothing ever happens

I remember at Michael’s house
In the living room when you kissed my neck
And I almost touched your blouse

In the morning at the top of the stairs
When your father found out what we did that night
And you told me you were scared

Oh, the glory when you ran outside
With your shirt tucked in and your shoes untied
And you told me not to follow you

Sunday night when I cleaned the house
I find the card where you wrote it out
With the pictures of your mother

On the floor at the great divide
With my shirt tucked in and my shoes untied
I am crying in the bathroom

In the morning when you finally go
And the nurse runs in with her head hung low
And the cardinal hits the window

In the morning in the winter shade
On the first of March on the holiday
I thought I saw you breathing

Oh, the glory that the Lord has made
And the complications when I see his face
In the morning in the window

Oh, the glory when he took our place
But he took my shoulders and he shook my face
And he takes and he takes and he takes
  • Current Mood
    exhausted exhausted

the gift of the fear of God

It is 1:59 PM Wednesday afternoon in the death flow. Existence keeps decaying. It is another cold cloudy sun off and on day. At least it is not snowing. There has been talk around here of it snowing this week, but right now it looks clear at least till the weekend.

I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. Carol had gotten up around 3 o'clock AM. So I got up and do all the things I did yesterday morning. I cooked a pot of oatmeal for breakfast. I wrote in my paper diary and messed with our main computer this morning. Carol left this morning to do errands. While she was gone I wandered my cell and read from a book titled, 'Lady Macbeth Of Mtsensk: Selected Stories Of Nikolai Leskov' Translated from the Russian by Donald Rayfield.

I have really done nothing today to write about. Carol got home from her errands this afternoon.

Last night we watched football and Carol went to bed early. When Carol went to bed I turned off the TV and read till 10:15 PM. I went to bed and now it is another day. Last night I started reading, 'The Diaries of Emilio Renzi-The Happy Years' by Ricardo Piglia Translated by Robert Croll. I finished reading yesterday, 'The Diaries of Emilio Renzi-Formative Years' by Ricardo Piglia Translated by Robert Croll.

I will close to drift in the death flow.
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    exhausted exhausted

Wednesday Night Ramble



The First Book of Kings/Old Testament/Bible

'The Eastern Orthodox Church: A New History' by John Anthony McGuckin

'"Beatus Vir" Commentary On The Davidic Psalms' Volume 1 Psalms 1-25 by Denis The Carthusian Translation & Introduction by Andrew M. Greenwell

'The Spiritual Writings of Denis the Carthusian' Translated into English by Ide M. Ni Riain, RSCJ

'Lady Macbeth Of Mtsensk: Selected Stories Of Nikolai Leskov' Translated from the Russian by Donald Rayfield

'The Diaries of Emilio Renzi-The Happy Years' by Ricardo Piglia Translated by Robert Croll

'On the Road' a novel by Jack Kerouac (50th Anniversary Edition)

'The Collected Works of St. John of the Cross' translated by Kieran Kavanaugh, O.C.D. and Otilio Rodriguez, O.C.D.

'Carthusian Spirituality: The Writings Of Hugh Of Balma And Guigo De Ponte' [The Classics Of Western Spirituality]

'The Dharam Bums' a novel by Jack Kerouac (50th Anniversary Edition)
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    exhausted exhausted