Open Poetry #48 |
IDES of March |
Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Here there are Long lines of the unemployed Waiting to submit their information As I suppose is usual With a great deal of strained confusion Constant noise and a general depression That permeates the building’s air Being a total stranger here I stand outside it all watching you Answering questions giving directions To other tables and for numbers to be called If not pointed out at my request By one who had no interest in why I asked I wouldn’t have known that it was you This is exactly where you belong . . . So it’s good at last I was just passing by I leave through the door by which I came Go to my car and turn the key I note the change that comes over me Some things are best left in history And slowly drive away Under other leaves By the lost autumn shore Who is there that is walking In the loft of an old red barn Beside a field of green alfalfa Two kittens are playing forever And ever for her and her alone Forever hide and seek . [This message has been edited by Huan Yi (10-24-2012 12:00 PM).] |
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r v wooo Senior Member
since 2007-08-07
Posts 656 |
Interesting...the poem stirs my imagination and arouses my curiosity. Is "IDES of March" a reference in time or a warning? Is the item best left, in history, a past hurt? Is he happy she is working...or is he planning, contemplating revenge, while reviving mental fantasies, of past and present circumstances, in the red barn? Are we talking about a prelude...a prelude to murder...in the first degree? Hmmm, imagination...it sometimes leads me into dark places. |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Nothing sinister Thanks for reading Look up IDES and you'll pick up the double meaning. Thanks again John . |
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r v wooo Senior Member
since 2007-08-07
Posts 656 |
Thanks John for the direction. I see, now, two women in the poem...women of dignity... helpful, loving and compassionate. One is in the present and one lies hidden in the past, possibly, in a memory. Again, this is where imagination takes me. Stimulating story... |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
yes this is very interesting, thanks for sharing My spirit will rise |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Thank you This has become a favorite for me. This is an "Emma" poem as in a Thomas Hardy poem for me, (though her name was not Emma). Thanks again for reading John . . |
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Lady Goodman Member
since 2012-10-04
Posts 193 |
This is one of those times I wish there was a "like" button. ? It's just...very weird, and I understand how you'd just my intent saying this, but I really think you are at your best writing of ...her. sigh I'm sorry if that sounds like I enjoy your pain or something, it's just that I actually feel it. I wince. Please take it as a compliment, as intended, k? |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Lady Goodman, Thank you Someone years ago called her my muse: . So now being told They will see you In my poems Under any sky That is blue or gray Over summer leaves Or falling snow And they will know It’s only you From scene to scene From year to year As the stars the sun And silver moon Have always known However much I change the lines . I don't write well which is of no great concern yet when I do it's always about her. Thanks again John PS: Though if you knew her you'd say the man's a fool. . |
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