quiet centered thoughtful child has been quite a time us growing up together...
she arrives in her little red car "Dad I need help" English Lit Oliver Goldsmith | Thomas Grey | Robert Burns not my favorites yet I blow dust off my old lit books "Need to read these aloud." so we do Goldsmith wordy, blah blah blah Grey deep, difficult to grasp Burns a rustic nationalism, not so appreciated in this age of ethnic cleansings hard to read, then I read like I'm Scotty on Star Trek this works for a bit
we talk of history and false nostalgia brought on by sudden change then I go on how all of them poets...the whole lot are deviants and abusers of any manner of substance words and ideas melted by fiery minds annealed beaten polished to brilliance jewels that sparkle forever how we all stand on their teetering sloped shoulders...
her teachers ask her where she gets all these crazy ideas "Oh, that's just my Dad."
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