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Linda Kent
September 2, 2014
"Strathearn, oh how shall I quit thy sweet groves? How bid thee a long, oh an endless adieu?"
I have loved her voice and her irreverant love for Scottish tradition all of my adult life. I had the privilege of meeting and traveling with her a few years ago and I will always be grateful for that.
Joanne Vician
September 2, 2014
There are Angels hovering 'round.
She will never be forgotten. Her beautiful voice and her beautiful person. Thank you Jean, for all you did for the world and the joys you brought others.
Mary Douglas
September 2, 2014
TO JEAN REDPATH
and to my mother, Mary Adalyn Young-Douglas
"Fled is that music-: Do I wake or sleep?"
John Keats, Ode To A Nightingale
fled is the dream past dream on the clock of waking;
tulip-cupped the moon where the starry snows are flaking.
when will I awake in the rooms of before, not after.
silver, laughed the trees but they are gone
where the sun creaks like old swings on the playgrounds.
after song is evening, afterthought is all,
in pearl bright slippers.
and the sunsets crowd: mere thread
through the needle of the last hour
shadowing the pear trees in the fairy story.
count, king by king and it's away
sigh the milk bright; wept the sailors
lost to executions now;
unread, wrote the poets in the frost of
windowpanes...
I'm going door to door selling all the flowers
out of my mind and orphaned from the business world
and late for lunches wrapped in wax paper;
the jam smudged bread.
nebulae, almost cried the child in the crib
with the orange coverlet;
dream, sighed the clouds and took her home; is it too late
for conversations? they have scattered the cranberry hills
my heart-where it's all flood tide for the
brides with lilies in their hands:
on the cusp of lavender and in the purpling dark
you used to know.
and here they leave you and you don't know why
where the gold and the silver leaves
have fluttered fluttered down
leaving the fairytale branches
that scar the skies:
skirling, the wanderer wandered
and far from the rose red lanes.
the voice of mists may falter:
the Song, remains.
mary angela douglas 1 september 2014;last lines in italics added september 2, 2014
September 2, 2014
and to my mother, Mary Adalyn Young-Douglas
"Fled is that music-: Do I wake or sleep?"
John Keats, Ode To A Nightingale
fled is the dream past dream on the clock of waking;
tulip-cupped the moon where the starry snows are flaking.
when will I awake in the rooms of before, not after.
silver, laughed the trees but they are gone
where the sun creaks like old swings on the playgrounds.
after song is evening, afterthought is all,
in pearl bright slippers.
and the sunsets crowd: mere thread
through the needle of the last hour
shadowing the pear trees in the fairy story.
count, king by king and it's away
sigh the milk bright; wept the sailors
lost to executions now;
unread, wrote the poets in the frost of
windowpanes...
I'm going door to door selling all the flowers
out of my mind and orphaned from the business world
and late for lunches wrapped in wax paper;
the jam smudged bread.
nebulae, almost cried the child in the crib
with the orange coverlet;
dream, sighed the clouds and took her home; is it too late
for conversations? they have scattered the cranberry hills
my heart-where it's all flood tide for the
brides with lilies in their hands:
on the cusp of lavender and in the purpling dark
you used to know.
and here they leave you and you don't know why
where the gold and the silver leaves
have fluttered fluttered down
leaving the fairytale branches
that scar the skies:
skirling, the wanderer wandered
and far from the rose red lanes.
the voice of mists may falter:
the Song, remains.
mary angela douglas 1 september 2014;last four added september 2, 2014
Sharon Brown
September 1, 2014
There are not words enough to say how much she will be missed. She touched the hearts of so many of us. Her voice will live on.
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