The Song of Janice
Discussng Walt Whitman with Dad
The press of my foot to the earth springs a hundred affections,
They scorn the best I can do to relate them.
I am enamoured of growing outdoors,Of men that live among cattle or taste of the ocean or woods,
Of the builders and steerers of ships, of the wielders of axes and mauls, of the drivers of horses,
I can eat and sleep with them week in and week out.
All my life I wanted to live on a farm, own a horse and some livestock, grow food and work with the earth. I have only managed to do that vicariously through books.
It was my father who instilled in me a love for reading and knowledge. He now lives in a nursing home, suffering from Alzheimers. He can only read magazines now, which he does all day. He does not remember my name, but he remembered who Walt Whitman was when I showed him the biography.
Tags: farm living, frontispiece, my father
Hi Janice,
It appears that you posted your comments into the tag box rather than the post box (notice that, on the front page of the site, which shows post tags, your entire commentary appears there).
For more info on writing a post, please watch “Writing and Publishing a Post”: http://wordpress.tv/2009/01/15/writing-and-publishing-a-post/
For more info on tagging, please watch “Adding Categories and Tags to your Posts” http://wordpress.tv/2009/01/14/adding-categories-and-tags-to-your-posts/
Each of these videos is only a few minutes long, and will reward the time put into them. for more help — including how to post an image (http://lookingforwhitman.org/groups/tech-support/forum/topic/12), please visit our Tech Support blog (http://lookingforwhitman.org/groups/tech-support).
I feel sad when you said your father does not remember your name, you still can share Whitman with him..
although i want share whitman with my father, but i can’t….