a word from Mr. Poppet ~

[lookingland]

or, rather, a few words ~ briefly, for the 50bookchallenge:

no. 35 ~ Valedictory Oration, presented before the Senior Class of Linonia Society, June 17, 1857 by william e. doster. hey, it's bound, it was published, i'm calling it a book. i read this last night before bed and though there were a number of phrases throughout that struck me, this one stood out the most:

To the poet of our times and nation then, I would say, strike at the national heart, cultivate the love of the Supernatural, the Beautiful, the Antique, the Sublime, the Holy, and the True, and above all, engraft the spirit of your song on the massive proportions of an over-practical republic.

who'd've thunk i'd find a kindred spirit in Mr. Poppet.

and here i wrote a long ramble about ambition and politics and capitalism and a dozen other things Poppet touches on in this address (in which his youth and passion tell wonderfully), but i've decided not to post any of that. his exhortation sufficiently covers it.

19 days. i am writing, but much too slowly. i need to finish Jack and Eleison (soon soon!) and then i will be able to dedicate myself to this more fully. dunno if i will finish it by the 7th, but i'm still gonna try.

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to all of you who left such positive, affirming thoughts about the literary manager i wrote about the other day, thank you!

picture of the day: it's a beautiful morning here and all seems all right in the world. hope the cool breeze lasts. happy day, all!

Comments

ahhh,

[(Anonymous)]

seems poppet also has a soft caramelly core. :-D

moo

P.S. wouldn't it be lovely to lie under those trees in that green grass and read? mmmmm

Re: ahhh,

[lookingland.livejournal.com]

yes, Poppet was apparently kinda fruity in the center ~ rather a great deal more antiestablishmentarian than i suspected ~ hahahahaha!

ooo ~ reading under those trees sounds luverly.

: D