
Lost Words
Ralph Waldo Emerson faced the ocean when he visited Rockport. The house is big with many windows that point to the ocean. If my memory serves me well, it is bright white with green trim. There is large porch with tables and rocking chairs, a fine place to sit. Ralph sat all day on the porch looking into the sea. Even if a cold rain fell, he would sit and stare. Some claimed that he was writing, wr...
Paperback: 66 pages
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform (September 13, 2013)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1492729558
ISBN-13: 978-1492729556
Product Dimensions: 6 x 0.2 x 9 inches
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ting words in his head as he watched the waves break and the gulls dive for food. From the porch, he would stroll the large grassy knoll in front of the old inn. When he walked, the locals would gossip saying. “There’s Ralph again talking to the sea.’ It disturbed Ralph if anyone referred to the ocean as the sea; he thought the word ocean was far more beautiful, even noble. He also knew there was a difference between the two. Past the grassy knoll over a small but strong rock wall are large boulders one can step down if the tide is low. It is said Ralph walked them many of times. In the fall when the wind is high, the water rough, one can hear a faint calling of his name. On one of the large black rocks, the letters RWE are chiseled in. It turns out that Mr. Emerson was writing one blustery night on the stonewall. A ghost of a wind kicked up, and blew every sheet of paper in to the sea. He told a friend it was his greatest work. He held no bitterness to the wind. And, when folks would ask him about his loss, he would smile and say. “For everything you have missed, you have gained something else.”
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