“Oh, let us journey”

Oh, let us journey thither once again,
That I again may sit beneath the sky
Amid the tents and pines and friendly folk
And let the glory of the shining sound
Of thrilling music wash over my ears—
Or pass the time in happy fellowship
With longed-for friends whom I so rarely see—
Or dance away the two hours that I may
With new acquaintances, or with dear friends—
Oh, let us join the thronging multitude
For that short week of bliss, and stress, and glory.

I wrote this poem a couple of weeks ago, when my family was still in early discussions of whether we’d be able to go to Evart this year; the poem’s about that glorious yearly event. (We’ve now determined that, unless something goes badly wrong, we’ll be able to go; we plan on leaving Monday, so I may miss a few posts in the next week or so.) I’m not entirely happy with these lines, but since I can’t think of any specific changes (and I am my own worst critic) I decided to post it now.

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3 thoughts on ““Oh, let us journey”

    • Thanks for your good wishes. We had a good time at Evart. Because of changes in state rules for campgrounds, which limited the number of “spots” offered, we couldn’t camp in the West Pines area as in previous years, and so we had very little shade, but other than that (and the vagaries of the weather) we enjoyed ourselves.

      I don’t play the hammered dulcimer myself (my dad does), but from what I know of the instrument and the workshops I’ve sat in on (one this year, on “temperament” and tuning, veered briefly into a discussion of the instruments’ construction) successfully constructing one is something of an accomplishment.

  1. Glad you had a good time with family and friends, Jonathan! And that you learned and enjoyed. Also, you have successfully passed the gratitude test, it seems – giving thanks in everything, for this is the will of God for us in Jesus Christ – by being appreciate about somewhat less than perfect conditions. Life is so imperfect (now).

    Yes, building a hammered dulcimer, that sounds as it should, is probably a challenge. It was Tom’s one and only time to build such an instrument. Mostly, he does wood-turning projects and makes individually styled canes (this started because he himself has to use one to walk).

    Enjoy your summer, and may these days be contented and productive!

    Maria

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