Tks 4 the Follow, Emily, & YW!

A poem keeps popping into my head; something from high school, an Emily Dickinson ditty. There's a couple things odd about that: 1- I'm not what you'd call a big Emily Dickinson fan; 2 – that I remember anything from high school is amazing. But even though I possibly could have gone to high school with Emily, she and I have almost nothing else in common, that is to say, I'm not a reclusive virgin poetess.

Well, I suppose it is true I spend an inordinate amount of time shut away in my room chittering away on this dang computer talking mostly to the screen and my dog; so, okay, I may be a little reclusive. And I may have dashed off a bawdy limerick or two at some point. But I do have kids, even grandkids. I swear they're mine. Do not for one second believe a word about their being adopted. They just say that.

Anyway, back to this Dickinson poem, which keeps rattling around in my head like a Little Richard song*. I'm thinking Miz Dickinson was way ahead of her time. I mean, there may have been some social networking going on in the mid-19th Century, but I doubt it was anything like today. My guess is Em had maybe twenty friends, tops, and those probably included some goats and chickens and such up there in Amherst, Massachusetts; I have a few of those myself. Followers, it is said, were even fewer. So I'm pretty sure that's why she wrote this poem:

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us – don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog.

I definitely understand what Emily was going through. Sounds to me like she was just as paranoid as the rest of us. And it must've been a whole lot harder, because she didn't even have a "Like" button for people to click. Can you imagine?!

Well, this baby frog better get back to telling his name the livelong day to (hopefully) an admiring blog.

*For a demo, go here: http://tinyurl.com/2pxo7h. Picture me as the fat white guy.

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