kurchatovium
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Ever juggle five bowling balls at the same time.
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I'm in my second year of nursing school. It's hard, but I know it will be worth it 🙂
Nope 🙁 I can't juggle anything!! All these questions have me wondering...have you done all those silly things haha?
Not a polar bear, but my boyfriend kinda acts like a bear sometimes does that count? haha
You know...I think I did see that once. And let me tell you...it was an amazing experience! 😛
@Justatickler: *blush* Thank you!! I do try to take care of my soles, and I love getting pedicures! But maybe I'm just lucky haha
@Kurchatovium: I'm not sure what that is either, so my answer would have to be no 🙁
@Paracarl44: Since I haven't been there too many times, I don't know any specific names. But there was this amazing little Italian place that was delicious!
@7bt: They are 7.5![]()
Walt Whitman (1819–1892). Leaves of Grass. 1900.
19. I Sing the Body Electric
1
I SING the Body electric;
The armies of those I love engirth me, and I engirth them;
They will not let me off till I go with them, respond to them,
And discorrupt them, and charge them full with the charge of the Soul.
Was it doubted that those who corrupt their own bodies conceal themselves;
And if those who defile the living are as bad as they who defile the dead?
And if the body does not do as much as the Soul?
And if the body were not the Soul, what is the Soul?
......
Well that is a beautiful poem I must say. I don't have a favorite poet, I can't choose! But I'd have to say my favorite poem is:
An Early Afterlife
By: Linda Pastan
Why don't we say goodbye right now
in the fallacy of perfect health
before what ever is going to happen
happens. We could perfect our parting,
like those characters in On the Beach
who said farewell in the shadow
of the bomb as we sat watching,
young and holding hands at the movies.
We could use the loving words
we otherwise might not have time to say.
We could hold eachother for hours
in a quintessential dress rehearsal.
Then we would just continue
for however many years were left.
The ragged things that are coming next-
arteries closing like rivers silting over,
or rampant cells stampeding us to the exit-
would be like postscripts to our lives
and wouldn't matter. And we would bask
in an early afterlife of ordinary days,
impervious to the inclement weather
already in our long-range forcast.
Nothing could touch us. We'd never
have to say goodbye again.
I think I love it so much because my biggest fear is losing my boyfriend, the absolute love of my life. I'm a sucker for love poems!! 🙂
My favorite color is green for sure! Blue and purple are close though. 🙂 How bout you?