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IndigoEve
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Etched in the illusion of time

0 posted 2004-10-03 10:47 PM


Until she took me by the hand to her white birch tree
it was almost twenty-five summers before,
where we had never carved our names into such empty cavities.

We lay beneath that Pennsylvania canopy
and whispered stories of family war
until she took me by the hand to her white birch tree.

Her house was encircled by their fragile foliage, or debris
she liked to say. I loved it, with our knees upon the floor,
where we had never carved our names into such empty cavities.

It was here I taught her to outwrite my story;
so syllables and sounds were undignified no more,
until she took me by the hand to her white birch tree.

On a string of silver winter, when I was twenty three
she stopped coming to my window, and forever shut her door -
where we had never carved our names into such empty cavities.

Time was harsh, I decided, and sipped my green tea.
I wouldn't walk the path that wound unto silence anymore,
until she took me by the hand to her white birch tree
where we had never carved our names into such empty cavities.

If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi

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ThisDiamond
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1 posted 2004-10-03 10:59 PM


This is beautiful Eve...
Soft and haunting, as if unfinished feelings left upon a ghostly walk.  The love that was never expressed...so many images here.
TD

coyote
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2 posted 2004-10-04 12:24 PM


I've read this many times over,
and like the form and style,
as well as the imagery it presents.

Great write!

coyote

Susan
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3 posted 2004-10-04 01:41 AM


Haunting is a good word, like a ghost breeze stirring leaves -

Susan

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Elizabeth Santos
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4 posted 2004-10-04 02:05 AM


Just speak to me of Pennsylvania trees, and you have a reader, and a villahelle, too
Very lovely
Liz

garysgirl
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5 posted 2004-10-04 03:14 AM


This is very beautiful, Eve.
Thank you for sharing your writing.
Hugs,
Ethel

Aenimal
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6 posted 2004-10-04 10:47 PM


l#ved it, but there's something awkward in the transition between the first and second lines of the poem, needs a little rewording perhaps?
IndigoEve
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7 posted 2004-10-05 04:21 PM


A -
I see what you're saying, and I hear it as well. My main problem is the way that darned first line has to fit in with the rest of the poem, and I can't figure how to have everything make sense around it, while still keeping the "until" where it is. Any suggestions?

(Thanks to everyone else as well. I'm a very stealthy shadow when responding to my things, and tend not to thank people often. *blush*)

If I were to touch you, would you bleed a velvet river, running miracles through the sodden ground? --Moi

Aenimal
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8 posted 2004-10-07 06:25 PM


tough one, this is why I usually stay clear of form poetry grins.

the repeating lines work incredibly throughout the poem so of course you can't change them. it's the second line, needs a stronger link to the first and third, but for the life of me i can't think of anything.

but everything else is flawless so i wouldn't worry much. keep up the good work and keep posting

Enchantress
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9 posted 2004-10-07 06:40 PM


Hauntingly beautiful and much enjoyed!
Hugs~

~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~

Greeneyes
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10 posted 2004-10-11 10:28 PM


you are just amazing!

~~*~~
Read between the lines
look deep into each word
and you will understand the
depth of my soul (GE)
~~**~~

babygirlwlove
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11 posted 2004-10-12 09:11 AM


what whispering and haunting words trail on the wind...lovely...

**babygirL**


Sunshine
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12 posted 2004-10-12 10:37 AM



Lovely, lovely images here...haunting of smooth silk sounds...very, very nice.

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13 posted 2004-10-17 11:26 PM



hmmm
yes
this IS nice

keeping

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