tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8940364093450837549.post6553398339305002376..comments2024-03-29T14:32:13.886+00:00Comments on Fr Hunwicke's Mutual Enrichment: PhilologyFr John Hunwickehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17766211573399409633noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8940364093450837549.post-50120395350759422052020-11-26T17:36:04.507+00:002020-11-26T17:36:04.507+00:00The Ballade of the Ship is magnificent, and the st...The Ballade of the Ship is magnificent, and the story of its writer Edwin Arlington Robinson is fascinating and moving. But I do not understand the connection between the poem and the Bojo/Trumpian linguistic style to which Father refers. And (forgive my ignorance): wat is the annversary referenced here?<br /><br />Fr Allan Fr Allanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00099264605191603234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8940364093450837549.post-36842305856856960622020-11-25T22:25:39.103+00:002020-11-25T22:25:39.103+00:00Marvelous poem!Marvelous poem!Matthew F Klukhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04315970978087291635noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8940364093450837549.post-68676182768211864142020-11-25T16:15:55.341+00:002020-11-25T16:15:55.341+00:00At least the leader of your regime is (as far as I...At least the leader of your regime is (as far as I know) also de jure as well as de facto. Not sure about the situation here in the US, where the de facto (according to the media) President and VP elect may or may not be de jure. But then I don't think you have converted to the "world beating" Dominion Voting System yet.John Patrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17352405449391514146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8940364093450837549.post-1006626222123152032020-11-25T12:50:53.135+00:002020-11-25T12:50:53.135+00:00Dear Father. An excellent poem on this sad anniver...Dear Father. An excellent poem on this sad anniversary<br /><br />Down by the flash of the restless water <br />The dim White Ship like a white bird lay; <br />Laughing at life and the world they sought her, <br />And out she swung to the silvering bay. <br />Then off they flew on their roystering way, <br />And the keen moon fired the light foam flying <br />Up from the flood where the faint Mick Jagger Gathers No Mosquehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12879499915093940176noreply@blogger.com