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Re: Great info, and dished out meticulously, in your finest china. I love what

I loved that phrase 'dishing it out meticulously on China' . Your comment, too, was interesting UJUSA. Shalom, Shalom 

posted by anib on September 28, 2016 at 9:19 PM | link to this | reply

Great info, and dished out meticulously, in your finest china. I love what

Wordsworth did for industrial England ,perhaps like the Trump-like Teddy Roosevelt, who killed hundreds of animals (hunting, even in far-off Africa!), but making the Wildlife Refuge System, from Florida as number 1, to over 500 today, across all states. Wordsworth, Dickens, Twain, even deeply moral William Penn, paid every penny of their monetray debts, but live on, because they wrote well on real success.

shalom shalom!

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posted by NocrossJustchristmas on September 28, 2016 at 4:54 PM | link to this | reply

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You are a fit candidate for the same.

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 11:30 PM | link to this | reply

Re: TAPS

You too, like Kabu, have had plentiful great experiences in life. Areas such as one you mention should be preserved as heritage and protected from becoming a general thoroughfare for newer generations as fun-spots. I agree fully. Thanks a lot you liked the last paragraph in summation. I left certain other connotation for the readers' imagination.

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 11:29 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Kabu

I feel amazed at how diverse your experiences have been in almost every walk of life. Interesting and lucky you are. May you always enjoy and lead a happy life. 

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 11:23 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Shobs dear

A very beautiful observation indeed. Thank you, mere dost. 

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 10:54 PM | link to this | reply

Re: Your work on Nature reminds me of my first love, in writing,

UKUSA, I can see that you are someone all-loving and a very sensitive person. There is a kind of innocent purity about your writings which I appreciate very much. 

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 10:52 PM | link to this | reply

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posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 10:47 PM | link to this | reply

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I am honored. :)

posted by Sea_Gypsy on September 27, 2016 at 10:10 PM | link to this | reply

Well done.  I love your last paragraph.  When I was young, we used to go to Windermere (named after this one) at the Lake of the Ozarks wooded area in Missouri.  It was very special.  I guess it still is, but through the years it has come to incorporate things to entertain the modern generation, instead of taking them away from it for a time of escape.

posted by TAPS. on September 27, 2016 at 4:12 PM | link to this | reply

I was outside one time. I began a sing song call. A crow flying around overhead mimicked my tune. We kept singing to each other for quite some time. It was a beautiful inter species connection. However like the boy it stopped and has never happened again. i love the maturity that this boy gained by stopping and becoming part of the scene that nature provides us. Thank you.

posted by Kabu on September 27, 2016 at 7:16 AM | link to this | reply

This boy has years of maturity in him in the way his verses flow Aba and I cannot but admire his tenacity. Woodsworth I think had an avid imagination that he couldn't contain!

posted by shobana on September 27, 2016 at 3:06 AM | link to this | reply

Your work on Nature reminds me of my first love, in writing,

I had never seen otters in the 1970s, but I wrote about an adventure walking through a newly opened up area for housing development, & streams were still plentiful. I have since moved on to the LOVE/agape per Jesus Christ, & appreciate how your work showcases love, all the time, thanks

posted by NocrossJustchristmas on September 27, 2016 at 2:35 AM | link to this | reply

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Exactly so, dear Presta. I like the way you delve into the depths, like deep-sea diving, and gleaning the gems that lie within. I have just finished my classes where I gave examples of yours in the asking of a question. 

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 1:27 AM | link to this | reply

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Yes, yes, I do like and appreciate your wonderful analysis. And that would be a part of graduating from boyhood into the realm of the adult, would it not? Reason is within him, and the boy may try to integrate it into part of his contemplation and communion with Nature. Thank you for pointing out that very important perspective. I am somehow reminded in this poem of the Native American respect for and feelings toward Nature. Bravo, Aba!

posted by Sea_Gypsy on September 27, 2016 at 12:25 AM | link to this | reply

Re: Aba

Thank you so very much and I very much appreciate your comment. On a deeper level, there appears also the poet's reflection: the uncertainties of there being any reality of the so-called heaven, religion or God, existence of the soul, or any spiritualism for that matter. The poem suggests that much like the boy's letting the forces of Nature to merge and blend within his heart and soul, without forcing oneself to believe or not to believe, the greater realities of existence can be experienced first hand, and that one's faith is truer if it is based on experience 

posted by anib on September 27, 2016 at 12:12 AM | link to this | reply

Aba

So well told, dear Aba! And thus the boy was Wordsworth, though he lived on. I think the entire poem needs to be considered here. I see everything you as mentioned here so well. Nature and the boy commune; the boy becomes part of Nature. But as I read further into the poem, I also see the metaphorical end of "the boy" with the death of his school mate, and I see the point where begins the deeper level of Wordsworth's thinking process and the better use of his imaginatory skills. A wonderful poem, and a wonderful post. 

posted by Sea_Gypsy on September 26, 2016 at 9:29 PM | link to this | reply