Poetry Tuesday

Happy  Poetry Tuesday! Today is Veterans Day (or Remembrance Day, depending on where you’re from) so of course that’s what the theme will be today. First, there will be two poems today, because I have two favorites and I refuse to choose. The first is from the point of view of a soldier, and the second is a very old poem (around the 1st century), originally written in Latin, from the author to his brother.

Countless friends and family members of mine have served or are currently serving, and I don’t think that one day is anywhere near enough to say “thank you” for all that you do. There are also countless numbers of veterans who have come home only to be lost and forgotten. So after today’s poetry, I’ve listed several (legitimate) charities dedicated to helping veterans. You can help and honor those who are serving or have served by donating and making sure that they know they are not forgotten, and they are loved.

With that, Happy Poetry Tuesday, and Happy Veteran’s Day.

Dulce et Decorum Est

Bent double, like of old beggars under sacks,
knocked-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind:
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! Gas! Quick, boys!- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling and stumbling,
and flound’ring like a man in fire or lime…
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in sonic smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sore on innocent tongues,-
My friend, you would not talk with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori. -Wilfred Owen

Catullus 101

Carried through many nations and over many seas,
I arrive, brother, for these wretched funeral rites
so that I might present you with the last tribute of death
and speak in vain to silent ash,
since Fortune has carried you, yourself, away from me.
Alas, poor brother, unfairly taken away from me,
now in the meantime, nevertheless, these things which in the ancient custom of ancestors
are handed over as a sad tribute to the rites
receive, dripping much with brotherly weeping.
And forever, brother, hail and farewell. -Gaius Valerius Catullus

Feel free to donate or volunteer at any or all of the following charities. I’ve linked directly to the donation pages, but feel free to look around the sites and read about their work.

This organization helps homeless veterans and their families: Veterans Matter
Started by formerly homeless veteran Ken Leslie to help address the issue of veteran homelessness. As of October, VM has housed 475 veterans in 6 states.

Helps provide rehabilitation and benefits to veterans and their families: The VFW (Veterans of Foreign Wars)
Started in 1899 to aid veterans of the Spanish-American war. Currently 10 000 posts nationwide.

Sends care packages to U.S. military: Operation Gratitude
Started in 2003, Operation Gratitude has sent over 1 million care packages to deployed service members and veterans.

Provides letters, wishes, and scholarships to servicemen and women and veterans: A Million Thanks (general donation)
To send a letter directly to a service member: Send a Letter
To donate to a wish for an injured service member: Grant a Wish
To donate scholarship funds: Fund a Scholar

Helps support injured veterans: Wounded Warrior Project
Their goal is to make sure no veteran is forgotten.

If you have any other charities, feel free to link them down below, but please make sure they’re legitimate. It would be a shame for someone’s good will to be wasted on a scam. If the link you post is found to be a scam, I will take it down and I will alert the proper authorities.

Special Thanks to: Linda Hansen, Steven Hansen, Frank Fornataro Jr., Daniel Fornataro, Frank Fornataro Sr., Bobby Salem, Emily Kauffman, Jenna Yoder, James Thao, Dakota Holloway, Patrick Kuchyt

Transitional Phrases

You know what they say about the best laid plans. When I started this blog, I had the intention of revealing the evil behind the curtain of refined sugar and becoming one of those lululemon-type foodies with perfect cholesterol, blood pressure, and BMI. Needless to say that didn’t happen. I diverged from my original course, got busy, lost interest because I felt like no one was reading. To be fair, that last one is my fault because I was keeping my site on the hush-hush.

I’ll be making a couple of changes around here, actually just one change. I would say that I’m going to write more, but there’s no guarantee to that. I post when I feel I have something worth sharing. This is not meant to be a job or an obligation, but a place where sweet yet unrefined things live. The first one of those things was sugar. I like to think the second one is me, but heaven knows I am not sweet enough of the time to count.

The third, and final sweet yet unrefined bit is life. That’s right, life. When I hear someone say that life is terrible, I take the same approach that Louis C.K. takes to people saying “I’m bored.”

Life doesn’t suck. You may have a moment that may suck, but life does not suck. Life is sweet because we get to enjoy it. (I do concede that in some cases a person may have the right to say that their life sucks, but think about them for a second and ask yourself if you really have that much in common with those people)

 

So there you have it. The times they are a-changing. Five days from now, you’ll see just how much. I’ve been working on something. Something big. I don’t want to give even a little bit of it away, I just didn’t want to put it out there and have people say “What does this have to do with sugar? I don’t get it.” (I imagine these people speak with Valley Girl accents. Even the men.) I have now taken care of those people, and all you have to do is wait 5 days 🙂