Bridie & Kathleen Dancing 2

By Lisa Huddleston

As Irish luck would have it, I tried reading today’s passage for the #LentChallenge while listening to “Fresh Air” on NPR. In one ear, Irish-American author Alice McDermott quoted W.B. Yeats’ “A Drunken Man’s Praise of Sobriety”:

O mind your feet, O mind your feet,
Keep dancing like a wave,
And under every dancer
A dead man in his grave.

And in my other ear (or rather through my mind’s eyes) I read from The Gospel of Luke:

You’re hopeless, you Pharisees! Frauds! …

People walk over that nice, grassy surface, never

suspecting the rot and corruption

that is six feet under.

And I smiled a wee bit at the similarities. The dancers and the walkers both willfully unaware of the corruption just six feet away. Twiddle dee dee.

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