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Very nice with fava beans and a drop of chianti, no doubt P > -----Original Message----- > From: Poetryetc provides a venue for a dialogue relating to > poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On > Behalf Of Patrick McManus > Sent: 18 November 2005 18:27 > To: [log in to unmask] > Subject: Re: Where to bury your heart > > Surely one's heart could be cut up into pieces have a range > of resting places-or even milled up really fine -of course > the scandinavian wind dried slices appeals -or salt would > help preserve -esp if stuck onto a postcard and sent off > ----yes definitely interesting Have good weekend my little > one's be good kid's P jawing-tacks P the elder -----Original > Message----- > From: Poetryetc provides a venue for a dialogue relating to > poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On > Behalf Of Jon Corelis > Sent: 18 November 2005 05:25 > To: [log in to unmask] > Subject: Re: Where to bury your heart > > This was not an uncommon custom in Europe up through the > nineteenth century. > Byron's heart was buried in Greece (his body when shipped to > England was declined by Westminster Abbey.) The story that > Shelley's heart was kept by Mary wrapped in a copy of Adonais > sounds apocryphal; I don't have the tools here to investigate > the question. > > > As for me, I have always been attracted by the following bequeathal: > > "Give my feet to the footloose > Careless, fancy free > Give my knees to the needy > Don't pull that stuff on me > Hand me down my walking cane > It's a sin to tell a lie > Send my mouth way down south > And kiss ... " > > -- John Prine >