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Ratleader
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0 posted 2003-10-16 01:52 AM


Reposted because they're talking about it over in Critical Analysis



                       Fading


there is no                            stunning blast, no
                          earthquake sudden rending
                                            severation
                                   of the soul
no fall so relieving as a rockslide down a canyon wall
                         no, it is
                                                                closer
                                                              more eroding
                          than the
                                      realignment           when
                                                                           the closest
                                                                                dearest
                         friend has said
                                      “acquaintance”
and more threatening than than the unease as you notice
                                      after all these
                                                                                   years
                         a wall is very
                                    slightly
                                            out of                 line
more subtle than the small distress, there on the warming sand
             while waves
                         break with
                                                                      tones of the
             eternal symphony,        that the song has
                                        never been for
                                         you
yet it yearns more personal and somehow less significant than
             the scrape dry             turning
                                               turning
                                of an empty
                                               tumbleweed down
                         the drywashes of                  time
and hollow as the understanding that although the weed is
                wearing stick by
                            stick the                            prairie
                         has no                  end


[This message has been edited by Ratleader (10-16-2003 01:52 AM).]

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1 posted 2003-10-16 03:33 AM


I know that feeling...
I know this life...

Well done, I like this alot. Hurts, too true, but I like it...alot.

Always, Alyssa

- And so it was that time stood still -
     (blink, breathe, stand, fight)

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2 posted 2003-10-17 08:52 AM


PIP picked a nap time designed to tax my patience to the max. *G* For I saw this on this list yesterday morning... but was running late... so thought I'd respond as soon as I got to the office and subdued the werk monster. *S* The zzzzzzzzzzz's I found from PIP were not appreciated! LOL

I've read the post in critical analysis... several times... enjoyed it more and learned a bit each time... and still... I sit here wondering how do you do this? *G*

             while waves
                         break with
                                                                      tones of the
             eternal symphony,        that the song has
                                        never been for
                                         you
yet it yearns more personal and somehow less significant than
             the scrape dry             turning
                                               turning
                                of an empty
                                               tumbleweed down
                         the drywashes of                  time

This just aches... I think perhaps it hurts more to watch the steady decline of good that once was than to have it snatched away... for the fading makes you question if it ever was... for if it was, how could it no longer be.
(Sorry... I know that's convoluted... but I  haven't had coffee *G*)

The beauty of your words and their poignancy never fail to touch... the creative process fascinates... Unfortunately, inhaling your words hasn't taught me how to write so well... but there's pleasure in the perusing. *G*

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3 posted 2003-10-17 09:09 AM


like this Ed... the form intentionally ( I assume) made me slow down in my read and to look for the pattern of "chaos" that in some ways fading is... it appears orderly but is in fact an illusion of chaotic order..lol.. my own term....

was struck by the use of waves in a piece that otherwise seemed to be quite solid in images and rather more of the land based variety.. at first it set me back..but could in re-reading a few times bring the images together as coastal with the divergent climates and landscape...

all in all.. very much enjoyed and think it well done.

Martie
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4 posted 2003-10-17 11:54 AM


Ed...One of your best!  Thank you for reposting to go with discussion in CA.  
angelblueyes
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5 posted 2003-10-17 11:58 AM


This hurt all the way through, but I love the style the flow, and the emotion that I felt in your wrods.I could fell it as if I was within your words.Not many touch me like that.
Crystal

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6 posted 2003-10-18 07:36 PM


these cleverly detached words only added to the feelings as i read, as i'm sure you know. Ed, this is one to read over and over, but perhaps not too many times, as i may give up on everything.  


~I wanna live, I wanna give, I've been a miner for a heart of gold~  Neil Young

[This message has been edited by gemjop (10-18-2003 07:37 PM).]

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