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Sunshine
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0 posted 2001-05-16 08:23 AM


I could do it again

how many today
could forage
outside the grocers,
finding sustenance
and more
and not in the garbage

how many
outside the
great plains
could come ‘round
to live on the land
I could do it…again

in many ways
I’m a 30’s kid
‘tho born some 20 years after;
in many ways
I know what they did
and where they
found their laughter

Mom was an after-the-fact
born just short of
dustbowl days
Dad, he carried the soil
in his varied and
careful ways

but they had both understood
what it was like
to be without
perhaps that is why
their laughter
carried such a
loving clout

but I digress, forgive me,
please,
for what I had done then,
I could do again
with ease,
if it was meant
to feed the kin
why, I could do
a chicken in


I recall the
very first event
Dad took me
and we went
after feeding time
caught up a rooster
quick, in a blink
and before that rooster
could even wink
he was upside down
carried to a stump
the axe came down
with a thump

Sunday night’s dinner
ran around, still squawked
did he
although with no head
still had a way to talk
did he

I thought it staggering,
Dad said “it happens that way,”
I remember that,
and what they said
about a chicken running
‘round
without a head
I also remember
that the family was fed.

I could do it again.

how many of us could
bake the bread
till the land
stand the stead
gel the jam
how many of us would?

I could do it again.

I recall the moments spent
doing all of the above
somehow the world was better
and filled with a little more love.

oh yes, I would do it again

and could, just give me when.


© Copyright 2001 Karilea Rilling Jungel - All Rights Reserved
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1 posted 2001-05-16 08:33 AM


Karilea, History is passion, and when it touches home and heart in this way, its spell is more ardent, still.

Wonderful!

Coal

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2 posted 2001-05-16 08:58 AM


Coal, thank you very much for understanding this piece.  Recently attended a poetry reading and was quite taken up with the "everyday, every man" poetry of Dave Smith.  He took a simple event, and wove a wonderful read.  

It brought back the idea that any matter, and not just romance, can be taken through a poetic wandering...

so I am very glad for your input.

Thank you.

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3 posted 2001-05-16 09:41 AM


Karilea,
The touch that you have lent to your words is extra-ordinary... saying wonderful things in a special way...

This is the touch of sun shine, indeed!!!

Regards,
Sudhir

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4 posted 2001-05-16 10:18 AM


You brought back memories of my childhood with the chicken thing.There were more pleasant memories too.  Though my brother and I 3rd and 4th grade thought the chicken thing was one of the funniest things.  Now it's seems rather gross and barbaric, but I love the taste of chicken, so just maybe I could.  The awful part was getting the chicken wet before plucking its feather.  The smell of wet feathers...yuck!!!
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5 posted 2001-05-16 11:26 AM


We were quite young - old enough to know we shouldn't mess with other's chickens  = but we knew how to survive - away from home - not your point I grant = Anther reminiscense poem I must write = but I loved this  especially for the personal memories it dredged up.
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6 posted 2001-05-16 11:55 AM


Karilea,

As a child, my mother had the grim task of doing in the chicken.  To keep it from running off she'd put a wash tub over it.  I was raised in the country and this is how we were bought up.  We drank well water and lived off a family garden.  I still remember her doing laundry with a scrub board.  There were thirteen of us children, so she did a lot of scrubbing.  Though still not easy, women had a much tougher life back then.  Thank you, Karilea.  This poem brought back some childhood memories that I hadn't thought of in a long time.  Take care and peace to you.

Michael

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7 posted 2001-05-16 12:11 PM


Dear Sunshine,

Well that's exactly the way we've always lived and in most ways still do. We still don't have central heating, but a coal- and woodstove. I like it this way, keeps you one with nature. I've just planted peas and other stuff. We only got cookinggaz a few years ago, before we had to do with bottled gaz. You described it very well.

Titia

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8 posted 2001-05-16 04:07 PM


Well you certainly took me to a place I have never been and I loved my visit there!

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9 posted 2001-05-16 04:13 PM


I have read and re read this, Kari...I've often thought that I could live happier in a simpler time...but I sure would miss my pc!   Nice, thoughtful write, here!
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10 posted 2001-05-16 04:23 PM


Thank you for reminding me of a simpler yet more difficult time.  It was a welcome trip down memories lane.
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11 posted 2001-05-16 05:05 PM


Im sure you could
Its funny many of my friends have no idea of what it is like to take a life, eat the meat that comes from it, yet call the person who does it horrible. Who knows?

Time flies? Say it not so, time stays we go.

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12 posted 2001-05-16 08:19 PM


there are so many things we have endured and thought "I could never go through that again", knowing all the while that, indeed, we could..necessity always dictates.

very well penned, Sunshine...

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13 posted 2001-05-16 08:28 PM


I remember it well--- and while nostalgic I prefer my "tysons" chickens to the plucking.

As to the poem---- Loved it!!!!!!

There is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.
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14 posted 2001-05-16 08:39 PM


Karilea~
Well ...
The Colonel and I were just discussing this ...
He said, "Little woman ... quit plucking 'round with my chickens !"  

Yes ... I not only could ... I'd enjoy it ...
but take to fishing and veggie gardening more readily.

WONDERFULLY nostalgic memories surfaced from reading this.
~*Marge*~

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15 posted 2001-05-16 09:16 PM


Fabulous writing, Karilea! Nice weave!
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