J.C. purchased some books and this facsimilie of a portion of Sandburg's "Prairie":
Sorry for the poor quality; the scanner wasn't working, and I had to photrgraph the thing.
Here's a translation:
Look at six eggs
in a mockingbird's nest.
Listen to six mockingbirds
Flinging follies of O-be-joyful
Over the marshes and uplands.
Look at songs
hidden in eggs.
The theme of today’s Sunday Scribblings is My 2 Cents, though. So, to make this post more appropriate to its theme: We should all of us, each and every one, be looking at songs hidden in eggs.
6 comments:
Good point - songs are hidden everywhere, not just in eggs (perhaps like Easter eggs). Thanks for the reminder to pay attention to our surroundings; to the joys everywhere.
What a refreshing way of looking at it... and very true.
Chad, you are so a poet, no matter how much you deny it. Or maybe a prophet, one of those, definitely.
I like they always have eggs in movies dealing with the devil. as a metaphor for life and soulfulness...which came first..the chicken or the egg..god or us...
the songs of faith, and the songs of sin, and loss of soul...
You can see I liked your post.
You keep lookin....me too.
I love Carl Sandburg too! Rootabaga Stories are some of my very favorite stories of all time!
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