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Unread 02-14-2011, 12:30 PM
Cally Conan-Davies Cally Conan-Davies is offline
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I have momentous news, on this Maryann’s Moving Day – not concerning revolutions or royalty, but Rayne.

Many of you know of her, some of you have met and know her well. A few of you have been waiting – fingers crossed – for this news. And I, of course, adore her more than life itself. Once again, she has done the incredible! She has been offered, unanimously, a position as History Professor at Dearborn University in Michigan!!!!!!!! It's before dawn here, and I've only just heard the news!! This is her very first academic job – indeed, it's her very first job of any kind!!!! Well – her real job has been to be the best she can be, and she has done it outstandingly!

We have been on an amazing journey. That little red-haired, blue-eyed Australian bush baby—who could sing Donne's 'The Sunne Rising before she was two; who we taught at home because the Education Department advised us there was nothing they could do for her; and who stuffed her language larder and fed her soul with the Dylans, Bob and Thomas; who excelled upon excellence at university— has now secured a position in a limited job market in the United States!!!!!!!!

She is my boundless joy, and I hope you don’t mind me sharing this great news, and celebrating our unique and beautiful Rayne, with friends here who care about her, too. I append a tribute ghazal workshopped here some time ago, about Rayne – Long may she!


ghazal (on Rayne)

Let light ring out a joyous psalm about you,
the night will cast a moonlit calm about you.

I swallow deep a swollen note of pain
then loosen, ruck the woven balm about you.

You snap the waves that wash your sandy feet,
you reap the crop of skulls we farm about you.

A canvas kiss adorns your coppered walls,
da Vinci’s Mona throws her arm about you.

In your breathing space spin coins of gold,
The Seven Sisters seed their charm about you.

I call a chrysalis to feed the worms,
extract a vow to ward off harm about you.



Please feel free to crow about your own kids here! There simply is no love like them, is there?

Cally
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