James lost his sense of smell.
He lost his sense of taste.
Gradually, he lost his sight.
He lost his hearing.
He still had his memory and his touch.
He wrote beautiful poetry.
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James lost his sense of smell.
He lost his sense of taste.
Gradually, he lost his sight.
He lost his hearing.
He still had his memory and his touch.
He wrote beautiful poetry.
To listen to the story being read click HERE!
Its good he had something left
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RIGHT!
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Sorry – It’s
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I could correct it, Derrick, but Im not going too, as its proof that even the mighty have fallen.
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🙂
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He might have lost his sense of taste, but it sounds like he still had taste
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You touch on a good point, Keith.
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His good memory recalled the ‘De Consolatione Philosophiae” written by the medieval Boethius in exile, and with this in mind, and his sensitive touch to the keyboard, he began to compose his own opus— which was to become famously known as a kind of ‘De Consolatione Poeticae.’
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Now you’ve got me scrambling all over Google trying to catch up. He could write it as a conversation between himself and “Lady Poetry” – “Lady Poetry” being a famous American poet. Isn’t it funny how giving something in Latin adds a touch of class!? It’s sort of sophisticated – like “Brussels Sprouts au gratin”!
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Latin still has that cachet, even though nobody speaks it, and hardly anyone even studies it anymore….it impresses people with its mysterious names for plants and medical problems.
“Au gratin,” being French, is also impressive. I who am past the age of being impressed about very much can only say: everything is better with cheese; even brussels sprouts.
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(I love Brussels sprouts!!) They say, “Say cheese” when taking a photo. It’s amazing how widespread such an inanity is!
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True! We were always told to say “cheese.” But the photographer who was doing yearbook photos for my college had a different idea. He said “cheese” gives you a horsey, fake grin. He recommended we say “peaches,” instead.
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I smile at the mention of most foods – except tripe.
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I have often thought that touch is a most important sense – imagine living without it …….. and of course memory will tell him what sight and hearing were like and with memory he still knows who he is and with touch he can know others. Helen Keller springs to mind …….
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They reckon it’s worse being deaf than blind, but I would hate to be blind! 😦
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I like James 🙂
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Very likeable I would imagine!
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I like this one. Miltonesque. And he didn’t die.
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One feels, however, that “hand in hand, and slow” through Eden he might be taking his solitary way!!
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Thank goodness he can still feel the hand. Isn’t Milton a treat?
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PS – I like your bowl of tomatoes, too, although the background today is giving my eyes fits.
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I shall change the background. But first I have to get the groceries…
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It is not uncommon for the senses to compensate for the loss of other senses.
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I think this story could have been read out loud better! There’s a “Pony-Club…Sandwich” and a “Pony…Club-Sandwich”!
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