DEDICATING THIS YEAR TO THE MEMORY OF MY GRANDFATHER STANLEY H. CROW &
THE ENDURING SPIRIT OF MY GRANDFATHER
FREDERICK O. LANPHEAR
To Be of Use
The people I love the best
jump into work head first
without dallying in the shallows
and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.
They seem to become natives of that element,
the black sleek heads of seals
bouncing like half submerged balls.
jump into work head first
without dallying in the shallows
and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.
They seem to become natives of that element,
the black sleek heads of seals
bouncing like half submerged balls.
I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,
who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,
who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward,
who do what has to be done, again and again.
who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,
who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward,
who do what has to be done, again and again.
I want to be with people who submerge
in the task, who go into the fields to harvest
and work in a row and pass the bags along,
who stand in the line and haul in their places,
who are not parlor generals and field deserters
but move in a common rhythm
when the food must come in or the fire be put out.
in the task, who go into the fields to harvest
and work in a row and pass the bags along,
who stand in the line and haul in their places,
who are not parlor generals and field deserters
but move in a common rhythm
when the food must come in or the fire be put out.
The work of the world is common as mud.
Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.
But the thing worth doing well done
has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.
Greek amphoras for wine or oil,
Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums
but you know they were made to be used.
The pitcher cries for water to carry
and a person for work that is real.
Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.
But the thing worth doing well done
has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.
Greek amphoras for wine or oil,
Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums
but you know they were made to be used.
The pitcher cries for water to carry
and a person for work that is real.
~ Marge Piercy ~
Friday, September 17, 2010
FRIENDS!
My social life in Norway has been fantastic. The people here are all wonderful, infact I am currently sitting here at my dear friend Ellen's house with her and another amazing friend Ida :) We are watching TV, talking, looking at pictures,and eating candy all while Ellen is chewing on a plastic snake (shes weird... :p). Everyday here is awesome, I havn't had a chance to feel homesick, or lonely in a long time, which I think is a farely good thing... don't you agree? ;)
I must admit I am a tad bit scared about how fast time is flying by, I have already been here for 10% of my year and the days go by faster then I can keep up with. I know this is a good sign, it means I am having a great time and enjoying my life here but it is sad to think I only have 9 months left... It sounds like alot, but if i think about how fast 1 month went by, then 9 will go by in the blink of an eye.
I am so greatful to be making such great friendships that will hopefully last a life time, and I am so excited to see lies ahead for me on this incredible journey.
Much love to all, Keep it real.
Noah
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WAY cute pic! Glad you are so happy. That's my boy, just being you and enjoying life. Keep it up!
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