One of the things that always irks me about my supposed-good education is that every once in a while I literally trip over a HUGE gap in my knowledge that must be filled.
Thus, Walt Whitman.
I’ve been spending a lot of time in the Victorian part of Second Life titled Caledon and tripped across the library that has a variety of projects going on – Little Dorrit is the basis of next month’s Book Club and they just started a discussion on Folklore of the British Isles by a Canadian Professor who thrills with her voice.
And, Walt Whitman.
Specifically, "Leaves of Grass", 1855 edition which is to be the topic of discussion for the next few months every Tuesday evening at the Caledon Library. I attended my first meeting last week and was absolutely thrilled/enthralled/terrified at the depth of conversation going on about just the PREFACE to the book.
So I rushed out to me local bookstore and picked up a copy because while I may like ebooks there are just some things that demand paper copy.
Just.. wow. I’m not even through the intro and I’m knocked back on me heels.
And a little ticked that while I’ve heard of the man I’ve never really read any of his works. Which punches a hole in my education, as I said before.
But now I’m hanging with peeps who are into it. Along with many other classics that I wouldn’t ever dream of picking up and studying alone.
I *heart* Second Life.
and, hopefully, Whitman.