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Friday morning at the Dead Poet bookstore
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Friday morning at the Dead Poet bookstore |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest 
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 lamentations was my morning song Tarot said I have been towered must begin again what begin again on a Friday? never takes too long at the Dead Poet bookstore words leak from books flow around corners vortex surely one will find me untower me old man linen face under straw hat explains freedom from disturbance of mind trembling bone of a finger holding book place tomorrow he leaves for New Mexico mountains cool air and his daughter young girl leaning against shelf startles what are those yellow flowers? van Gogh sunflowers remember them they can see you the owner and I talk baby girls hers in Poland mine in Florida Mary said and Lilia said… and oh! those funny baby girls we laugh grandmothers longing for miniature voices huge lost moments of life we remember our sons' long ago faces hummingbird painted on the fence in memory of Ian Ronn looks good she says I almost didn't know him and I am so glad you are buying these books I love them her hugs are soul quickening magickal elements yellow square silver crescent untowered soul redeemed I leave the Dead Poet bookstore a set of Picasso books in a Bebe Sports bag somewhere a word found me [This message has been edited by The Lady (09-16-2007 12:13 AM).] |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
I am mesmerized. Speechless Lost in thought and this wonderful feeling you created within me. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Lady Kate, if I am not mistaken, this is the first pic that I have seen you post. Is that a photo of the bookstore of which you are a patron? One of my friends and I enjoy visiting bookstores ~ the older the better. Antique bookstores are our favourites. We soak up the atmosphere and the literature which feeds our souls. When we leave it is always with a book or two tucked under our arms ~ after we have paid for them! lol Was Ian your son? How touching to have paintings of hummingbirds on the fences in memory of him. Thank you for communing your "Friday morning at the Dead Poet bookstore". "somewhere a word found me" ~ Oh, Kate! More than a word found you! ~ and you conveyed that so poetically. Sending a warm, hug of love, Linda |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Loved this! - Owl |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
~sigh~those sunflowers also talk, for I have been listening to them most of my life. Thank you, for this morning treat. (checked into my poet library) |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Oh, yes, you took us there and entertained with your words which certainly found us! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Wonderfully described atmosphere! You write life masterfully! love, Margherita |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Alison, thank you so much Linda Angel I left much unsaid, didn’t I? I’m sorry. It is a photo of my friend, Linda’s used bookstore. She and I raised our sons together and are now enjoying their children… 6 little girls. Ian was her son who, like a hummingbird, flapped his wings furiously and left us early. Thank you dearly for your reply. Diana, so good to see you here… thank you Kacy, thank you for your kind words thank you Honeybunch thank you very much Margherita |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
The Tower... I really, really hate that card! and I really, really love this-- I felt like I was there with you... and oh I'd love to be able to, too. nod I don't think Kari would mind if you joined us for coffee on our "someday" date! Love this. (and poets, both alive and dead)  |
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MoonShadow Senior Member
since 2001-08-02
Posts 943Dark side of the Moon. |
Milady I loved this very much... what imagery and vibrations created in the mind... perhaps, if I could just stand in a corner... unobserved and not disturbing the ambiance... I could absorb, quietly the ghosts of the poets. Thank you for sharing so beautifuly. MoonShadow . |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Kate~ This is positively fantastic~ I have an antique bookstore that I just love getting mUsty-eyed in~ It's my favorite stomping ground in surround of words~ LOVE THIS~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Kate, both poem and pic are treasures. Somehow, I knew that when I got to the ending there was going to be something that would top the entire piece off perfectly. I was correct.....ah, and that chair in the photo reminds me of a favorite little mexican restaraunt that I have frequented, and it has such wonderfully painted chairs, my favorite ones being of the sun/moon painted to brightly. I had a pic of that, but no longer have it. The next time I am there, I will have to send it on over to you, I am sure you would love it, as much as I loved this entire poem. Hugs sweetie. I'm so happy that I can't stop cryin, I'm so happy that I'm laughing through my tears...TK |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
I hate that card too Karen and I wish you had been there…. perfect place for a “someday” coffee date gentle Sir MoonShadow please take a place at the table the ghosts will drop by to visit you and so will I thank you kindly Marge thank you gentle Donna I would love to see the chair hugs to you |
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