First Words
…thoughts of an anachronistic, solo pediatrician
by Glenn Feole, M.D.
"Be careful too that the reading of your story makes the melancholy
laugh and the merry laugh louder," Cervantes, Prologue to Don Quixote
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August 6, 2014 Wednesday
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| Florida, The Gulf: No. 7 |
“constipatede”
Interesting Name:
Shpresa
Anecdote:
I asked Mardriguez, age eight, if he was eating well and drinking some milk for calcium. He was quiet and polite…eager to respond.
He said, “Yes! I love milk!”
The Mother nodded knowingly. She said, “Tell Dr. Feole the rest.”
He said, “I love to have milk and cookies. Just like Santa Claus.”
South Carolina, July, 2014
Poetry:
A Blessing for Wedding
Today when persimmons ripen
Today when fox-kits come out of their den into snow
Today when the spotted egg releases its wren song
Today when the maple sets down its red leaves
Today when windows keep their promise to open
Today when fire keeps its promise to warm
Today when someone you love has died
or someone you never met has died
Today when someone you love has been born
or someone you will not meet has been born
Today when rain leaps to the waiting of roots in their dryness
Today when starlight bends to the roofs of the hungry and tired
Today when someone sits long inside his last sorrow
Today when someone steps into the heat of her first embrace
Today, let this light bless you
With these friends let it bless you
With snow-scent and lavender bless you
Let the vow of this day keep itself wildly and wholly
Spoken and silent, surprise you inside your ears
Sleeping and waking, unfold itself inside your eyes
Let its fierceness and tenderness hold you
Let its vastness be undisguised in all your days
Jane Hirshfield, "A Blessing for Wedding" from Tricycle magazine.
(Hirschfield went to Princeton, Class of1973, which was the first class of graduating women. I was there, class of 1974, and I used to see small groups of women slowly making their way across the vast stone sidewalks, dwarfed by the huge, beautiful lawns on campus, almost huddled together in a self-protective mode…we have come a long way. She studied Zen.)
Coup d'essai:
"…her hair is gold; her forehead the Elysian fields; her eyebrows rainbows; her eyes suns; her cheeks roses; her lips coral; her teeth pearls; her neck alabaster; her breast marble; her hand ivory; she is white as snow…"
Don Quixote as he reflects on his beloved Dulcinea, Part I, Chapter XIII, p. 100.
Don Quixote as he reflects on his beloved Dulcinea, Part I, Chapter XIII, p. 100.
Favorite Musician/song:
Dan Fogelberg, "Part of the Plan"
A sensitive, lyrical musician…similar to James Taylor in this regard. One of my favorites. He came out of DeKalb, Illinois, low and behold, which is where my family moved from St. Louis in 1974.
A sensitive, lyrical musician…similar to James Taylor in this regard. One of my favorites. He came out of DeKalb, Illinois, low and behold, which is where my family moved from St. Louis in 1974.
Favorite Book/author:
Lahiri, Jhumpa
The Interpreter of Maladies (collection of short stories)
One of my favorite short stories, is "The Third and Final Continent," filled with tenderness, human insight and love, and a commentary on marriage and family.
The Interpreter of Maladies (collection of short stories)
One of my favorite short stories, is "The Third and Final Continent," filled with tenderness, human insight and love, and a commentary on marriage and family.
Favorite Movie/DVD:
Gould...the premier pianist for Bach. If you love classical music, you will love this film. Several of the pieces "touch the deep heart's core" (Yeats)…for me, especially the piece where he goes to practice before a concert, enters a small room where the piano ism lifts the lid covering the keys and goes into a reverie as he hears the piece in his head. Caught in the beauty of the piece, it finally ends, he walks over to the piano…and closes the lid.
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