Misadventures of the Monster Librarian

My dear friends Chris and Kate are getting married today, so again I find myself back home in Michigan for the weekend. Looking forward to celebrating our dear friends with the old gang; to enjoying a long weekend (we're closed on Labor Day!); to sharing time and meals with friends and family throughout the weekend. So, this morning as I get ready to watch my friends take the plunge I will share this, a very beloved poem which I had the honor of reading at a friends wedding years back. "I carry your heart" i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)   i fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you   here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the...

And to my sister A1 and brother-in-law Mike, I wish you a happy 7th Anniversary! I share with you one of my absolute favorite poems. i carry your heart, e.e cummings i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

As I celebrate another year of my life I look at all I have learned in 28 years. 28 years old! When did that happen? Holy cats! I swear I was 12 like yesterday! Anyway, I thought I would share some of the things that I have learned over the past 28 years: Sometimes the solitude of a graveyard is not such a scary thing Bumblebees can turn purple in that fat, furry yellow part of their body; depending on what type of nectar they drink Holding a newborn child can really make you wonder at your own mortality Crocuses are an amazing achievement of nature every spring Magnetic poetry is like magic--words and sentences appears out of thin air Reading Jack Handy-isms can make almost any day better John Lennon was a visionary The movie Gone with the Wind is long, but it is an even longer book Jon Stewart is smart The generational creation of/slanging down of words makes me hopeful that generations from now will look back at us and think of us as Shakespeares in our own right ...

Today is dreary and I feel mopey, so I went in search of something lovely and I found it. Props to Amos for turning me on to e. e. cummings what seems like a million years ago in another life I lived. i carry your heart with me -- e.e. cummings i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling) i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)