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Reunion In Bells |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Posted this... and then couldn't remember if it had ever been posted or not... it is an old one..quite old... slightly edited. If it is a repost..my apologies... I simply don't remember. . . . . ’73 found me 17 and in its autumn wrapped a son in fall bright faded to change one childhood for another not quite so lucky and chance a meeting with her. “Dishwater” I would say if asked her hair That fell mid shoulder And such a contrast to The others red I married. We’d lost each our own Before our joining And the backseat affairs From years before Still smelled of musk When she was close Driving sense of lost Tangles we shared. A smile All knowing the tremble Felt in me Was her greet A hug Mine That lasted one second beyond A chance But ’73 rode hard to winter Still chilled from Nam and Nixon Turning me home Before the roads got icy And she thawed again My heart. ................................... THE GARDEN by: Ezra Pound (1885-1972) IKE a skein of loose silk blown against a wall She walks by the railing of a path in Kensington Gardens, And she is dying piece-meal of a sort of emotional anemia. And round about there is a rabble Of the filthy, sturdy, unkillable infants of the very poor. They shall inherit the earth. In her is the end of breeding. Her boredom is exquisite and excessive. She would like some one to speak to her, And is almost afraid that I will commit that indiscretion. [This message has been edited by Cpat Hair (03-11-2003 06:39 PM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"A hug Mine That lasted one second beyond A chance But ’73 rode hard to winter Still chilled from Nam and Nixon Turning me home Before the roads Turned icy And she thawed again My heart." ======================================= ...damn! |
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Poet deVine
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-26
Posts 22612Hurricane Alley |
If you can be thawed once, you can be again. This has such a feeling of 'realness' about it. I can't explain how it makes me feel..as though these two people live down the street from me and though I don't see it, they share something deep and special. I really like this Ron. |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Some good memories penned here. Filled with your own personal style. Cor |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggssssssss) Oh Ron, this is a marvelous vintage print, sweet friend, I find it intriguing how this poem has the semblance as your Lacey series did with Ezra Pound excerpts tied in to the conclusions, I love this, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ron, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
Ron, all I can think of to say tonight is, Sir, you are good.....very good. Hugs, Ethel |
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Aenimal Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-18
Posts 7350the ass-end of space |
Loved the style of this, the rythm of words disjointed but not..I'm sorry not making much sense so I'll leave it at that.. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
For several reasons, had I read this before, I would have remembered, and I don't remember, and I am not claiming Alzheimers... because anyone would remember a touch like this... Bravo, Sir...bravo.... |
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Connel
since 2002-11-04
Posts 736Florida, USA |
Nice!Read ^ there, because you are reading the wrong part! |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
Remember well 73' and wrote it for me. Then? you kill me with your "Pound" Ed |
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icequeen Senior Member
since 2001-12-09
Posts 633FL USA |
This gets a standing ovation. It is truly awesome!  |
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ecrivan Member Elite
since 2001-12-10
Posts 3923my own state |
enjoyed the recollections put in poetic terms  |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
We’d lost each our own Before our joining And the backseat affairs From years before Still smelled of musk When she was close Driving sense of lost Tangles we shared. ============================ wouldnt matter if this had been posted before..poetry like this was meant to be taken in and felt many times. |
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regards2you Member Elite
since 2002-10-01
Posts 3940California |
So real! Timings and temptations. Enjoyed this as I do all of your poetry. It touches, it teaches, and always it thrills the senses, one way or another. Hugs, Pat ..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.. |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Ron...You captured these people and the reader with this.  |
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Sandpiper Senior Member
since 2002-06-15
Posts 738land of flora and fauna |
"Still chilled from Nam and Nixon Turning me home Before the roads got icy And she thawed again My heart" Sir, like your style!!! "And it was at that age...Poetry arrived in search of me...And something started in my soul." |
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