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Canoe in the Reeds
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Canoe in the Reeds |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Canoe in the Reeds This Slender craft. And reminiscent Of my youth Confined so anxiously within the reeds. Then, Vertically my thoughts reclined With inner strokes That caught my breath Persuasively As when this tender curtain Traps Heat. RMW |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Please explain, I got a case of the dumbs, Bob. Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Bob...your poetry does leave one wondering...I am thinking of my 57 chevy and the back seat...but I could be wrong. Enjoy the thought of it. |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I'm so literal, Bob, that I'm only seeing what is stated. It seems others think it's only symbols of its true meaning/intent. Trying to discern something else...I feel way off target, so will keep my face rather than reveal it. |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Unlike VAS, I see only the metaphor...lol..well you have intrigued us with this - will you tell us how you yourself saw this as you wrote it? It's great..  K |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I'm not even going to ask, but set myself along the imagining of these lines, and bask in that warmth... well done, Sir.... |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Nice trip Bob and a write that you can almost feel....... "As when this tender curtain Traps Heat." Oh yes just fab on the senses! |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Morning folks....smiling...(there is safety in the numbers of a common reply). You know, I may know even less about the "intended" direction of "Canoe in the Reeds" than all of you; truly. Perhaps I'll be forgiven if this "explanation"....."runneth a bit over". Hmmmm. Severn may appreciate this: I first read "Guadalcanal Diary" when I was eight; not a particularly romantic book, or age; but it's a hot, breathy place, with areas of very tall grass, I hear. I've been to Rarotonga and Tahiti. Not that they seem to have much to do with this, though they are intensely beautiful. High School, for me, meant all boys (100 of us studying Latin and German and theology and other such subjects one would expect to find in a pre-ministerial prep-school ....as a young boy it was my privilege to chat briefly with a Navy Chaplain who was with the First Marine Division at the Chosin Resevoir...why the "Frozen Chosin" should come to mind escapes me ... smiles to Interloper).... on a campus (and hallways) shared with a co-educational junior college. I've always been fascinated by canoes...(but have yet to read that Freud shared that interest)....and I've always loved that old Bogart and Hepburn classic...."The African Queen"...you know, where the two of them find romance in a trip down the Ulanga, where they end up, or nearly so, trapped in the reeds. And I know that a canoe paddles most easily with someone in the bow and someone in the stern...though a craft designed for solo can be kept reasonalby well on track my means of what is called a "J Stroke". Beyond the above, your guess is as good as mine. But thank you all, really. Bob |
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Severn Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-17
Posts 7704 |
Why thank you Bob...you know - I still see only the metaphor, proof yet again that poetry truly is subjective... cheers K |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Straight back and then the "J" moving forward with each long stroke I read your words |
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