It’s been a long day

~ Live & Learn

…Days too small to fill their slots,
days too large for the day to hold them.
And days, no matter what their size,
that leaked into the next.
A leaky day is a dangerous thing…

– Richard Siken, from The Field of Rooms and Halls

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29 thoughts on “It’s been a long day”

  2. Wow, the statue represent a man who has been blasted, cored like an apple…his down -south head looks like a palatine uvula, part of the throat and palate the first line of defense of a persons immune system and pal his is occupying,languishing in the gaping void…the void of an exhausted, spent man…susceptible to non-viability…and what a shame as I think the man represent was a great thinker…

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      1. Thank you, Dale…I had very problematic tonsils during my childhood, Consequently I looked at them & the back of my throat, often… Finally! when I was a 21 year old university student, I was referred to the Ear, Nose, Throat Doc…they were removed. I didn’t like having to stay in the pediatric ward neither did my roommate another 21 year girl. Years later when one of my older sisters was 30 she had her tonsils removed and she almost passed away, three days later…from a hemorrhage of the surgery site…it was discovered she had a bleeding disorder. The doctors were very concerned also about her siblings esp. me & another sister since we were both pregnant. She and her children have to wear medic alert bracelets. Interesting how the image of that statue & your comment brought forth these memories…

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        1. Oh lordy! What a situation! When my firstborn was at the Children’s, there was a young boy who had gone through a tonsilectomy and ended up with severe problems. It was heartbreaking (though the parents were the biggest pains in the ass in the waiting room… like their boy was the only one suffering… oy!)

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        2. Debi, your observation on a “common thread” thread is interesting, I think about the process of refinement of people the transformation happen over time through many trials, rough spots, joyful times, etc.all of these like an initial raw, rough stone, tumbled along through the rapids, dropping in elevation, finding a way to the calm eddy, settling along the bank…the sun glints of the stone and along comes a little one who reaches down, plucks it up, fingers it smoothness, rubbing it against the skin on their faces, smiling as the treasured, shiny, smooth agate revels, beauty…like the Beauty of Albert Gyorgy’s work…the casting, working and refinement of bronze is so amazing(imho)…just think about how much heat is used in the process Quench Hardening and Tempering of bronze and I also think of King Solomon’s Copper mines and King Nebuchadnezzar’s Gold mines, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego surviving the fire and heat within King Nebuchadnezzar,eye sight…

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