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- Meredith
- I teach Latin to middle schoolers, I help edit Dappled Things, and I'm mad about poetry (even when I'm not sure why).
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Quando fiam uti chelidon, ut tacere desinam?
3 comments:
That reminds me, I saw the most adorable little baby girl this Sunday; she won't be reciting poetry for another year at least, I expect. But she paid such striking attention to *everything*, most patient and quietly...
I'm tempted to ask about Litany "what does it mean?"
What does it mean to be the fork and the knife?
He is indeed adorable, and I hope he enjoys poetry as much when he's tall!
(sorry, no sound here 'till recently... working from memory... "*bread* and knife", not fork)
And then we chased down what the poet himself had to say of this poem, how he himself read it.
Today, browsing Dr. Thursday's notes in Frances' Blogg, I found this, and knew just where it really belongs!
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