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| Open Poetry #9 |
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Tonight I Remember Your Name |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Tonight I Remember Your Name Tonight McKuen comes off the shelf you gave me Coming Close To The Earth and my copy is a score and two years old… thumbing through it now I read again your penned footnotes your captured-for-all-time self and the dawn comes it makes sense …now I see your face again as it was a score and two years ago you took a passage and note reference to us my younger self did not understand but my senior counterpart does. It was Christmas ‘78 the Year of the Cat you noted starts for you and where I would fit you adapted passages and told me like it was philosophical moments gave interlude then notes of hope interspersed with reality and you & McKuen fingered fact and fiction reality and illusion you and me In Windmills Only you allowed Puff to stay I never thanked you for that… In Discovery you allowed that I could decide for us while you quietly pled your case and at the end, the very end of Aspiration you noted To Dream Again I knew, that Christmas I would treasure McKuen because of you and you believed someday I would write as good as he lifting my spirits making aspirations in discovery and gave me windmills tonight I wonder if you will ever recall there was a me as I had left no tangible gift except the memory of bedroom eyes. 24 August 2000 ©Karilea Rilling Jungel [This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 08-24-2000).] |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
This reads as beautiful as beautiful itself... Shines through the night into the blade of the morning rays... regards, sudhir |
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niky tamayo Junior Member
since 2000-08-22
Posts 17 |
pretty.  . actually, too beautiful for words.i wish i had such an inspiring teacher, or such an inspired student. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Sudhir, I would give an eternal flame of thanks as you are always there for me...  niky...perhaps as time skips forward, you will both be, and do...thank you for reading, and many WELCOMES to Passions! I hope you are inspired by all, and share with everyone... |
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X Angel Senior Member
since 1999-11-07
Posts 1521Oregon |
a lil nostalgia does us all good at times! great poem dear! ~Heather |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
This is beautiful, Sunshine! Corinne |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
I like how to take the reader back into a moment of the past with your poems. I usually try to not look back, but somehow, the way you do it, it seems very "comforting" and warm! I guess certain aspects of our past is just that. This brings a smile to my face too. Thanks for sharing yet another wonderfully warm piece. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Heather, Corinne, PFF...thank you all...some things, like this, have particular healing properties... |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
What a lovely memory you have shared with us |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Paula, sometimes we must all take out a memory now and then, and dust off the edges... |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
What a beautiful verse you share today. The memories of your works alone will forever be with me and those are some of my cherished ones here. Thank you for all you are and all you do. This is one sweet poem but the gesture is sweeter yet.  |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Karilea, this really got to me. I treasure all my McKuen books, and to think someone wrote about you within the lines. Fine romantic gentleman was he! And why not look back, if it brings happiness. Nostalgia is sometimes all I have. (I know, not a good thing) Your writing here, is pushing McKuen...Only some of us know what that means.. Loved this. Sandra / cat... |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Mark, my thanks always... my new friend catalinamoon [love the name] if I push McKuen, it is because he could touch a nerve, as this love did...I did not recognize the strength in him to have touched me so...I should have...perhaps some day he will forgive me...thank you, my little cat... Karilea When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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Jenn E Senior Member
since 2000-08-02
Posts 589Kelowna, BC, Canada |
The past is what makes us who we are. You reflect on this so well. A beautiful walk downn memories path here. Jenn E |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Karilea - you made me decide to dig up a copy of that book - even w/o footnotes - I now believe I'll enjoy it. I've a few poetry book I've had that long or longer - "This is My Beloved" (Walter Benton) I've owned nearly 50 years "Tonight I Remember Your Name" will go in my treasure box |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Jenn, thanks for joining me on my travels... Mr. Yeats, that is one of the finest compliments I will receive, to be in your box of treasures... thank you both. Karilea When you want to be loved, look within...KRJ |
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