Open Poetry #4 |
The Glass of Air that Separates |
Martie
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The Glass of Air that Separates In the room I roam with ear pressed against the glass of air that separated my table from theirs. Lost to my companion, consumed by a conversation from behind, words with no faces. A toast to beginnings and endings, what do you say? I heard. Out with the old, in with the new. To beginnings and endings, and to truth, no matter what. I looked up to the cleared eyed watch of my companion, who understood the nature of my listening A toast, I thought, a brown table, a glass, the napkin with a wet circle. How many things are permanent? The circle, a symbol of continuity and continuation, yet, this circle will be gone soon, dried up and thrown away, carted off and dumped into a landfill and forever changed. Are we in life, like the napkin, imprinted, used and thrown away? He touched the circle on my finger, the symbol of our love, he touched it with his own. Uncertain of direction I listened still. I toast to truth and just straight lines, I heard. I looked down at our hands now interlocked warm on warm and raised my glass. To circles, I said. < !signature--> In the dew of little things, the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. (ee cummings) [This message has been edited by Martie (edited 12-11-1999).] |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
How lovely! I think such love and commitment certainly deserves a toast! "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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Balladeer
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What a mind you have to come up with this, Martie. I could picture the entire scenario, the girl's feelings, her insecurities, the man's understanding, his comforting.....etc, etc, etc. To initiate the thought is excellent but to be able to express it so well is wonderful. Oh, did I mention I like it? |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Martie - Tender and loving as I've come to anticipate from you. Truly sentimentally significant. ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ [email protected] |
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Denise
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So lovely, Martie! You are quite a talented writer! It is always a pleasure to read your work. Denise |
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Poet deVine
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Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
Your title drew me in, your poem made me glad I was. This was a wonderful poetic moment! |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
To circles - fantastic last line, Martie. You've outdone yourself - yet again!!!! |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
To circles.........very nice [This message has been edited by hoot_owl_rn (edited 12-11-1999).] |
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Seaangel Member
since 1999-07-27
Posts 167Auckland, New Zealand |
Beautiful as always, Martie. I especially like the circles! Also I like your signature...are you familiar with other ee cummings poems? There's one that says 'thank you god for most this amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and the blue true dream of sky... ...I who was dead am alive again today... ...now the ears of my ears are awake the eyes of my eyes are open...' You have a way of opening my eyes and ears for me. |
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Martie
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Saxoness--thankyou--to commitment Balladeer--you make my day with your words Marge--what a tender and loving reply Denise--YOU are the talented writer Severn--to friends like you hoot--thank you Seaangel--thankyou for your comments and yes, he is one of my most favorite poets and I know the poem you speak of--thankyou for reminding me of it's beauty. |
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