So, I listen to NPR. I love it. It's witty, informative, fun, and entertaining. I listen almost obsessively.
OH, MY GOD
Not only in church
and nightly by their bedsides
do young girls pray these days
Wherever they go,
prayer is woven into their talk
like a bright thread of awe
Even at the pedestrian mall
outbursts of praise
spring unbidden from their glossy lips.
(PS - his other stuff is incredibly witty also. Check him out!)
Saturday was the last warm day before "winter" really sets in here in southeast Texas, so I took the opportunity to change the oil. It ended up being evening before I could get to it, which was fine with me because I can crank up Prairie Home Companion and laugh out loud with no disapproving looks from others in my household.
Although my children are rapidly becoming fans as well... :-)
Billy Collins was a guest and read a couple of his poems. Just thought I'd pass on the smile.
OH, MY GOD
Not only in church
and nightly by their bedsides
do young girls pray these days
Wherever they go,
prayer is woven into their talk
like a bright thread of awe
Even at the pedestrian mall
outbursts of praise
spring unbidden from their glossy lips.
(PS - his other stuff is incredibly witty also. Check him out!)
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Introduction to Poetry - Billy Collins
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
or press an ear against its hive.
I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,
or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.
I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.
But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
Makes me want to walk up to a teenage girl in the mall and yell Hallelujah after the says it.
Or comment on how impressed I am that she's not ashamed to pray aloud in a public place and how reaffirming her faith is =0P