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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Revisiting “I know the hills and gullys of your body the curves the turns.” Rod McKuen, “Stanyon Street” English Lit., my teacher having changed her name by marriage over summer I thought I was getting someone new and away from the French instructor but she had only married and changed her name not pleased the way she taught French, I waited for the disappointment of writing in her class but two things happened that year that led me to this day she had a sick day and the male substitute introduced us to Sloopy I had never realized a man could be so taken by a cat, or that I would commit to memory his being a midnight cowboy or that he would run screaming, calling for a cat he had abandoned one minute longer and I remember the silent cry in my breast as the male substitute read the last word and it hurt the female instructor was absent a second day I recall, having held my breath and yes the same male substitute clutching a different book but, the same author… he must have been as mesmerized by the soul of the poet for he shared him so well his introduction to all [to me] of Stanyan Street blushed my cheeks my naiveté glowed that an instructor would read aloud of hills and gullys the words never having left my mind nor my heart nor the visual image that remained past these decades now, as my hills and gullys widened and deepened, sank and turned into sand over time I still feel that blush over the memory and I remember the silent cry in my breast for something I felt had vanished before I had even experienced the real I still welcome the warm of the blush |
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Watersign6 Senior Member
since 2001-05-25
Posts 823Hurricane,WV |
Sunshine,you made me blush while reading this thanks  |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I thoroughly enjoyed this!! |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Thank you for allowing me to visit too. Enjoyed this S. *Peace. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
thank goodness for those who would dare introduce us to the words that we might miss. . . well done my friend. . . ------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
ok don't know how you will take this comment but I had flash backs of "the wonder years" reading this poem, just to clarify I loved the "wonder years" Where is fred Savage these days? ok now that I have cheesed you off with that comparsion LOL beautifully written, I don't know if I will look back on my school days with the same nostalgia, but even if I did I could never hope to render it with the magical touch you did here. "you are what you own in this land, you can be king and it all depends on the view and what you can see" Whipping boy |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
did some one "magical"??? Wonderfully magical... Regards to you, Karilea, Sudhir |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
 Grand Merci, for a wonderful read. PM [This message has been edited by Poeminister (edited 05-29-2001).] |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Karilea you are precious when you go on a ramble like this. I like to call it poetic easy listening for the reader. Keep blushing it'll always make your day and ours...... I loved the read! The role of poetry is to utter the un-utterable; to open up |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
And that, Karilea, is what endears you to us all Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Hey kids, thank you so very much for visiting and revisiting McKuen with me... he has a style I'd like to... whew.... enough said.... |
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