Brown Penny by William Butler Yeats
I whispered, ‘I am too young,’ And then, ‘I am old enough’; Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. ‘Go and love, go and love, young man, If the lady be young and fair.’ Ay, penny, brown penny, brown penny, I am looped in the loops of her hair. O love is the crooked thing, There is nobody wise enough To find out all that is in it, For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon. Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, One cannot begin it too soon.
“Brown Penny” by William Butler Yeats. Public domain. (buy now)
It’s the anniversary of the Cuban Missile Crisis. In 1962, President Kennedy had received photographs from U-2 spy planes over Cuba that showed the Soviet Union installing nuclear missiles and launch sites. He went on the television on October 22 and told the nation that Cuba would be placed under what he called a naval “quarantine” until the Soviets removed them. He also said that he would regard a Soviet nuclear attack on any Western nation as an attack on the United States, and would retaliate. Two hours earlier, Secretary of State Dean Rusk gave the text of Kennedy’s speech to Soviet Ambassador Anatoly Dobrynin, and he said Dobrynin, who had never been told of the missile deployment, “aged 10 years right in front of my eyes.” One-eighth of the nation’s B-52s went in the air that night, ready to strike. Two days later, Soviet Premier Nikita Khrushchev responded, calling the so-called quarantine a “blockade,” a term that reframed it as an act of war. Khrushchev also said it was “an act of aggression” and insisted that Soviet ships would proceed to Cuba as planned. For a few days, the world was on the brink of nuclear war. Khrushchev sent Kennedy a message on October 26, in the middle of the night. “If there is no intention,” he wrote, “to doom the world to the catastrophe of thermonuclear war, then let us not only relax the forces pulling on the ends of the rope, let us take measures to untie that knot. We are ready for this.” The next day he seemed to backtrack, sending another message that the U.S. must remove its missiles from Turkey. Kennedy took a risk and ignored the second message, responding instead to the first one by saying the United States would not attack Cuba if the Soviets removed their missiles from the island. On October 28, the premier publicly agreed to withdraw the missiles, and the crisis was over.
Today is the birthday of American journalist and poet John Silas “Jack” Reed (books by this author), born in Portland, Oregon (1887). He’s the author of Ten Days That Shook the World (1919), his firsthand account of Russia’s 1917 October Revolution. An ardent communist, Reed was indicted for sedition in 1919. He fled the United States and made his way to Russia by way of Scandinavia. He grew somewhat disillusioned with the Russian Revolution and tried several times to return to the United States, even though he knew he would be arrested. However, he became ill and died of typhus in a Moscow hospital in 1920. He is one of only two Americans to be buried in the Kremlin Wall Necropolis.
Scotland suffered its worst-ever mining disaster on this date in 1877. More than 200 people died in an explosion at the High Blantyre Colliery. Coal mines are full of hazards, including an extremely flammable gas mixture known as “firedamp.” Firedamp builds up between the layers of coal and is released as the coal is mined. It takes very little to set it off. If you survive a firedamp explosion, you are then faced with “afterdamp”: the release of carbon monoxide that results from the combustion of the gas. The Blantyre explosion was said to have lasted a full four or five minutes. As news of the disaster spread, workers from nearby pits came to Blantyre to lend their aid. Though they worked tirelessly for weeks, they were only able to recover a few bodies and even fewer survivors. The Blantyre disaster left 92 women widowed and 250 children without their fathers.
Today is the birthday of British novelist Doris Lessing (books by this author), born Doris May Tayler in Kermanshah, Iran (1919). Lessing is best known for her novel The Golden Notebook (1962), which became a kind of handbook for the feminist movement of the 1960s and ’70s. Lessing wrote most often about women’s struggles with motherhood, sex and sexuality, depression, and conflict. She published The Golden Notebook in 1962. The story of a would-be writer named Anna Wulf who tries to live as freely as a man, the book became an international best-seller. Vogue called it “dismal, drab, embarrassing, sodden with a particularly useless form of self-pity ...” but it caught on and became a bible for the feminist movement, which frustrated Lessing, who thought the book was more about mental disintegration. She said: “It’s stupid. I mean, there’s nothing feminist about The Golden Notebook. The second line is ‘As far as I can see, everything is cracking up.’ That is what The Golden Notebook is about!” Lessing died in 2013.
It’s the birthday of novelist and columnist John Gould (books by this author), born in Brighton, Massachusetts (1908). When he was 15, Gould wrote the editor of the Brunswick Record and said that he wanted to help out at the paper somehow. The editor told him to start sending in news, and he ended up writing for the Brunswick Record for 16 years. Eventually, he wrote for other papers as well, including the Boston Post and the Christian Science Monitor — where wrote his first weekly column in 1942, and he continued that column for more than 60 years, until his death in 2003. Gould wrote about baseball, nighttime sleigh rides, fly fishing, a 100-year-old woman riding on a fire truck for the first time, his mother’s homeland of Prince Edward Island, molasses cookies, and how you should never forget to tell your bees if there has been a birth, wedding, or death in your family. In 1959, he began a column: “It’s the little things that count, and if somebody will just tell me where I can catch a three-tined fork, about so big and so long, things may improve about the old homestead. We’ve lost ours.” In response, he received plenty of suggestions about where to shop as well as quite a few three-tined forks from loyal fans. Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.® |