Month: November 2018
The haves, and the have nots.
Excerpt from a novel by W. Somerset Maugham, “Of Human Bondage” Copyright 1915
Context: Philip, an entitled student was surprised at the ingratitude of his teacher, Monsieur Ducroz, when he gave him a ten-mark instead of eighteen pence, the usual pay. He felt pity for the old man who appeared ill and broken-spirited.
Place: A study in Heidelberg, Germany
Time: 1840’s
He (Philip) was taken aback to find that the old teacher accepted the present as though it was his due. He was so young, he did not realize how much less is the sense of obligation in those who receive favours than in those who grant them.
A few days later Philip’s teacher returned to give his pupil his lesson. Before he left, he spoke the following.
If it hadn’t been for the money you gave me I should have starved. It was all I had to live on.
November 1
Enter November
Here’s November,
The year’s sad daughter,
A loveless maid,
A lamb for the slaughter,
An empty mirror,
A sunless morn,
A withered wreath,
The husk of corn,
A night that falls,
Without a tomorrow,
Here’s November,
The month of sorrow.
“The New Book of Days”
October 28th
Autumn Sigheth
Wind bloweth
Water floweth
Feather flieth
Bird goeth
Whither, bird?
Who can tell?
None knoweth…
Fare-well.
Wind bawleth,
Rose fadeth,
Leaf falleth.
Wither, leaf,
Where you fell,
Winter calleth…
Fare-well.
Tree turneth
Bonfire burneth,
Earth resteth
Sleep earneth.
Wither, earth?
To dream a spell
Till flower returneth…
Sleep well.