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e john e  unModerator Posts: 1870 (5/5/06 12:55 pm) Reply | Edit | Del All 
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then there's thisthen there's this time in my life when nothing works and it lasts for years all those years i find without looking people passing stores where the signs are all crooked churches locked and fenced i have no notion to carry me further along in these discoveries who sent me and where do i go schools have different names and my fingers not properly calloused to play the guitar in those years when nothing works i can't sing i like to walk at night all night this time in my life when there are no incidents only weeks or more at a time this sort of time imbeds itself in every moment now not days or hours but moments a little piece of a missed funeral all of this time ~ 5 5 06 | |
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Nicholas J Junkheer Posts: 615 (5/5/06 1:08 pm) Reply | Edit | Del 
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Re: then there's this I like... | |
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Dorothy D Mienko Dorothy D Mienko Posts: 349 (5/5/06 1:13 pm) Reply | Edit | Del |
Re: then there's this beautiful- really really beautiful. | |
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raysweat Moderator Posts: 2255 (5/5/06 4:18 pm) Reply | Edit | Del 
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Re: then there's this oh goodness talk about nailing the ending... yes indeed. | |
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nativedancer Dot Posts: 173 (5/5/06 5:48 pm) Reply | Edit | Del |
Re: then there's this john, this reels out like bog seger's main street. mood, setting, action, all accomplished with such grace and beauty. | |
Tasha1  little suzy sunshine Posts: 25811 (5/5/06 5:55 pm) Reply | Edit | Del 
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Re: then there's this yes. what Dot said. 
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citizenRKane Registered User Posts: 22 (5/6/06 9:55 am) Reply | Edit | Del 
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Re: then there's this it's hard to see a grown man cry. it's harder to make words pinch memory. | |
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quixotik 1 quixy Posts: 327 (5/6/06 10:10 am) Reply | Edit | Del |
Re: then there's this it spoke as a robot sorry QUIXOTIK | |
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Kerri Rochelle Kerri Rochelle Posts: 585 (5/6/06 3:03 pm) Reply | Edit | Del |
Re: then there's this A lovely this, this is. And time resonates through this poem. "time in my life when nothing works" and the images about people passing and: "stores where the signs are all crooked churches locked and fenced" ( I love that image) and no more need of discoveries about "who sent me and where do i go" Oh, those questions about who sent me and where do I go...You sneak in that line so quickly and quietly. I love that. People sometimes miss the quiet lines that that say so much. and I love those last lines: "this time in my life when there are no incidents only weeks or more at a time this sort of time imbeds itself in every moment now not days or hours but moments a little piece of a missed funeral." ...that little piece of missed funeral is powerful. kerri | |
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