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Musings from the Bunker 2/14/21

Happy Valentine’s Day!


Three great love poems from three different poets from three different centuries…


HOW DO I LOVE THEE? (Sonnet 43)

By Elizabeth Barrett Browning


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.


COME, AND BE MY BABY

By Maya Angelou


The highway is full of big cars going nowhere fast

And folks is smoking anything that’ll burn

Some people wrap their lives around a cocktail glass

And you sit wondering

Where your’e going to turn.

I got it.

Come. And be my baby.


Some prophets say the world is gonna end tomorrow

But others say we’ve got a week or two

The paper is full of every kind of blooming horror

And you sit wondering

What you’re gonna do.

I got it.

Come. And be my baby.


SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO A SUMMER’S DAY? (Sonnet 18)

By William Shakespeare


Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?

Thou art more lovely and more temperate.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,

And summer’s lease hath all too short a date.

Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,

And often is his gold complexion dimmed;

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

By chance, or nature’s changing course, untrimmed;

But thy eternal summer shall not fade,

Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,

Nor shall death brag thou wand'rest in his shade,

When in eternal lines to Time thou grow'st.

So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,

So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.


FAREWELL, CHICK COREA


Great jazz pianist who bridged eras and genres—collaborator with Miles Davis and leader of the jazz fusion movement. With 90 albums and 23 Grammys, he definitely made his mark. Knowing he was dying of cancer, he wrote a farewell message to fans:


“I want to thank all of those along my journey who have helped keep the music fires burning bright. It is my hope that those who have an inkling to play, write, perform or otherwise, do so. If not for yourself, then for the rest of us. It’s not only that the world needs more artists. It’s also just a lot of fun.”


He closes, “My mission has always been to bring the joy of creating anywhere I could, and to have done so with all the artists that I admire so dearly—this has been the richness of my life.”


Warm wishes and wishing you love and happiness,


Glenn

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