Image from the Internet, caption by Owen.
The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
Do not explicitly reveal any of the actual answer words until after closing time, but embedding them surreptitiously in comment sentences is encouraged.
6 comments:
Henry was a woodsman -- narrow wood to be precise.
He dabbled with a way of melding clay and graphite!
Then managing his father's wooden pencil factory,
He encouraged writing thru-out the whole country!
Writing was the passion and the theme of all his life.
Even in the wild, honing his pencil with his knife.
He took a long sabbatical to search deep in his soul
And emerged from Walden with a clearer lifetime goal.
He teamed up with Emerson, the Transcendental voice,
Spoke of Civil Disobedience, the sanctity of choice.
The Abolition movement, for a nation minus slavery,
He championed in his writing, and on the podium bravely!
I rather enjoyed the phrase formed by the sequence of clue letters before we rearranged them into the solution: MUTED APE.
A nice tribute to Mr. Thoreau, Owen. Did his dad really own a pencil factory? I produced a play based on HDT's bio, but forgot that detail.
~ OMK
Yes his dad owned a pencil factory and managing it was his day job much of his adult life. Yes he did rediscover a lost art of mixing clay and graphite to make cheaper pencils. And I was fascinated to learn he eventually stopped making pencils to convert to making printing press ink instead!
Yes, really interesting poem; led me to read more about Thoreau, so thank you, Owen. Interesting to read about him as a teacher, but it would be even more interesting to read the opinions of some of of his students.
The jumble was Monday easy. Both yours and the newspaper cartoon were appropriate for the solution, but yours was much funnier.
The Jumble words fell into place so easily this morning, that I thought I was going to have a perfect puzzle morning, getting the crossword, Sudoku, Kenken, and it. But the solution eluded me, and so I had to come to Owen's poem for help. And there it was--many thanks! Cute cartoon picture, and am glad all the climbers are wearing their helmets. I liked that string of pine trees down below in the background.
I loved the Thoreau reference in your poem, Owen and your interesting discussion about him with Ol'Man Keith. Haven't thought about him in years!
Ashamedly, I lived in Concord (MA) for five years but never became a tourist. Once a car stopped by and asked"Where's the Emerson house?". I said, "Sorry, I don't know the neighbors".
Solving was hindered by my two E's in #2.
That second picture is hairy. My neice is into that stuff.
WC
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