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Estivate / Aestivate

 Excerpted From: A.Word.A.Day with Anu Garg – Wordsmith.org

MEANING  verb: To pass the summer in a dormant state.

PRONUNCIATION:  (ES-tuh-vayt)

ETYMOLOGY: From Latin aestivare (to spend the summer). Earliest documented use: 1623.

USAGE:  “Unlike aquatic species, the turtles have the ability to travel upland and estivate for the remainder of the summer.”

Marta Yamamoto; Popular Berkeley Lake Reduced to a Puddle; The Mercury News (San Jose, California); Sep 17, 2015.   basicblack3

 

Rodney Marvin “Rod” McKuen (April 29, 1933 – January 29, 2015) was an American poet, singer-songwriter, and actor. He was one of the best-selling poets in the United States during the late 1960s. Throughout his career, McKuen produced a wide range of recordings, which included popular music, spoken word poetry, film soundtracks and classical music. He earned two Academy Award nominations and one Pulitzer nomination for his music compositions. McKuen’s translations and adaptations of the songs of Jacques Brel were instrumental in bringing the Belgian songwriter to prominence in the English-speaking world. His poetry deals with themes of love, the natural world and spirituality. McKuen’s songs sold over 100 million recordings worldwide, and 60 million books of his poetry were sold as well, according to the Associated Press.

RodMckuen source: Wikipedia

A poet that I haven’t thought about in years, for some reason I woke up this morning with the following song running through my head.  This man was very popular when I was in high school and I was in “love” with him during that period too, along with almost every other song writer lyricist I listened to at the time.  He had a certain flair and the songs by Brel were haunting.  ENJOY the two below.

Seasons In The Sun is the song running through my head but when I finally placed it, I remembered the second one too. As I said haunting!

 

ENJOY!

~~dru~~

If we ever needed this blessing, we need it now!
~~dru~~

bluebird of bitterness

Here’s a song in honor of the birthday of Irving Berlin (1888-1989), and if you recognize all or even most of the performers, that can mean only one thing: you’re at least as old as I am.

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