Thanks Mike. Basho-worth is high praise. Wrote it to mark the life of my dear friend, Will Penna, who died last year at age 84. Mid-1960s I was taking his Mass Communications class in school and we became and remained friends for 57 years.
Beautifully expressed, Geo. I see your reply to Mike and send you my thoughts for your loss too. It's unusual for a professor and a student to become friends, let alone remain so for the rest of their lives. You must have been kindred souls, or very nearly so.
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A moving piece of writing, Geo. I'd call it a lengthy haiku, worthy of Basho. Is mourning afoot, the reason for the post? If so, my thoughts.
ReplyDeleteThanks Mike. Basho-worth is high praise. Wrote it to mark the life of my dear friend, Will Penna, who died last year at age 84. Mid-1960s I was taking his Mass Communications class in school and we became and remained friends for 57 years.
DeleteBeautifully expressed, Geo. I see your reply to Mike and send you my thoughts for your loss too. It's unusual for a professor and a student to become friends, let alone remain so for the rest of their lives. You must have been kindred souls, or very nearly so.
ReplyDeleteKind Jenny_o, Thanks. I too suspect a person's true relatives don't always number among immediate kin. Encountering them is a great adventure.
DeleteDear Geo., your beautiful poem moves my heart. To have lost a dear friend is so sad - but being in a person's thought means one still exist.
ReplyDeleteDear Britta, By your excellent calculus, my old friend only departed in body, not in spirit. Thanks.
DeleteYou've said so much in so few words. A very beautiful sentiment, Geo.
ReplyDeleteDespite all you've recently been through, your light still shines brightly.
I'm still struggling, but making progress. Take care - my very best to you and Norma.
Thanks Jon. You and I are both struggling these days, but at least I can walk a little now with a cane. Progress is good: let's keep doing it. Deal?
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