I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Saturday, July 18, 2009

And that's the way it was, July eighteenth, two thousand and nine.

Walter Cronkite (1916-2009) has left the newsroom.

He was the gateway drug to the news for me. In my library I only own four biographies, his is one.

2 comments:

sheila, who is not working today, said...

Okay, you've piqued my interest. What are the other three biographies?

Steve Buchheit said...

John Adams by David McCullough
Freedom in Exile, His Holiness the Dalai Lama
On Writing by Stephen King (which is more autobiography than writer's manual))

I also have books on various historical Buddhas, but those are more religious tracts.