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| plume, affix, drivel, gullet, "full-filled".Image from the Internet.
The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
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FLN: Misty ~ Thank you! But you offer far too much praise for my efforts. I do appreciate your compliments, truly, but there is so much more that I want to be able to do. At this point, I am still learning just some of the things that Owen has mapped out for us.
Wilbur is right when he says it is not a contest--that we all share in this as a pleasure, a recreation.
The most surprising thing to me is that the "work" that once seemed so challenging is turning out to be easier & easier the more of it I do. I hope you're finding the same thing.
I don't want to jinx things. It may well be that ease comes in streaks, and that I'll tire in a while. But for now at least I am enjoying what we're doing together.
"Fulfilling His Role"
The eagle's gullet is bright with a mighty white plume,
much valued by hunters & often sold as a prize.
Cyrano affixed his to his hat like a cereus in bloom
to serve as a symbol of honor, his intolerance of lies.
Some thought it nonsense, nothing but drivel,
thinking it at home in some fairy tale land.
But Cyrano believed in its power, refusing to swivel
from its true north, a sign that each innocent man
deserved the full protection of his Chevalier hand.
~ OMK
Ah, French today, n'est-ce pas? And of course, Feathers
We were staying with our mom's sister's two bedroom flat
She'd gone out for an errand wearing that feather on her hat.
"Ne parlez pas francais dans la salle a manger"
Said my uncle, "I'll have no more drivel while we dine".
Uncle Fred was a Philistine plus he'd had a bad day
He was a fixture in the corner and was deep into the wine.
And just as surely - you could lay down a bet
Once dinner was served he'd be filling his gullet
And when he was full he'd be stretched out on the divan
Entre-temps les enfants searchez pour …
La plume de ma tante
WC
"Canny Couple"
When Gary became a groom
he gave his bride a sweet plume
that to her gown he'd affix
in cheerful, affectionate flicks.
In response their marriage was civil,
they rarely did quibble or drivel.
They cooked dinners that cheered their gullet,
and got haircuts with a handsome mullet.
A marriage so kind and good-willed
did make them feel very full-filled.
They've now been married for years,
with anniversaries erupting in cheers.
I got a kick outta your poem today, W.C.!
Très drôle, mon bon monsieur.
Cela m'a chatouillé...
Every family has an "Uncle Fred."
Misty ~
I can hear them now, celebrating one of those anniversary haircut dinners: "Huzzah! Huzzah!!"
Seriously, I must believe she gave Gary something too. I looked up famous couples, and I would go for Gary Sinise and Moira Harris. They are a handsome pair, married for over 40 years--not an easy thing to do in Hollywood.
I believe she gave him her winning smile.
~ OMK
La plume de ma tante
Est sur le bureau de mon oncle,
Le papier de mon oncle
Est sur le bureau de ma tante.
Also Google prompted me for translation of Cela m'a chatouillé.
WC
My goodness, my goodness, so much art to deal with this morning.
First, thank you, for your very kind words and comments this morning, Ol' Man Keith. They touched me deeply and made me happy that you are enjoying our site with all of our interactions and art here so much.
Then on to your interesting Cyrano poem. I looked him up, and he does indeed have plumes and things attached to his hat. And then I began to get into the story of his relationship (if that's what you can call it) with Roxane--incredibly complicated. So what caused this morning's Jumble to make you think of Cyrano?
And then, Wilbur, onto your equally complex poem of an aunt with a plume in her hat and an uncle enjoying dinner and wine, and what have you, all of this somehow embroidered in French. So, did the plume of your aunt end up in the bureau of your uncle, and did your uncle's paper end up in the bureau of your aunt? That's a pretty exciting family you've got there. No wonder they make you so poetic!
Wilbur, vous êtes si ingénieux et divertissant. Merci de vos efforts. J'aime utilizer mon français si rouillé
Wilbur ~. I am aware of the phrase La plume de ma tante being a common textbook or "French Intro" expression (for "My aunt's pen"), but is it actually from a children's song, or some similar ditty?
Misty ~ Cyrano often pops into my head. It's a favorite play of mine by Edmond Rostand. I love the English translation by Brian Hooker.
I had a chance to direct it once, with the actor Russell Gold in the title role.
One of my former students is the artistic director of the Cyrano Company in Anchorage Alaska.
Cyrano's plume is prominent in the play. Just seeing the word in the clue list prompted me to think of the man.
He dies defending his plume, his integrity. In fact his last words are "...my white plume!"
~ OMK
La Plume de ma tante
In this case it's a pen.
Wc
Thank you, OMK and Wilbur--the things we learn on Jumble! Wonderful!
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