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Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Feb 17, 2022 - 5:55pm

Snow, Aldo
By Kate DiCamillo
 
Once I was in New York,
in Central Park, and I saw
an old man in a black overcoat walking
a black dog. This was springtime
and the trees were still
bare and the sky was
gray and low and it began, suddenly,
to snow:
big fat flakes
that twirled and landed on the
black of the man's overcoat and
the black dog's fur. The dog
lifted his face and stared
up at the sky. The man looked
up, too. "Snow, Aldo," he said to the dog,
"snow." And he laughed. The dog looked
at him and wagged his tail.
 
If I was in charge of making
snow globes, this is what I would put inside:
the old man in the black overcoat,
the black dog,
two friends with their faces turned up to the sky
as if they were receiving a blessing,
as if they were being blessed together
by something
as simple as snow
in March.
Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Feb 16, 2022 - 7:22am

Cloud veil’d moon in the
West. Dawn streaks to the east. Hap-
-py Birthday to me!

miamizsun

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Location: (3261.3 Miles SE of RP)
Gender: Male


Posted: Jan 31, 2022 - 3:11pm

Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Jan 17, 2022 - 1:30pm

 ScottN wrote:

Good Bones

Maggie Smith

Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least
fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative
estimate, though I keep this from my children.
For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.
For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,
sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world
is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children. I am trying
to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,
walking you through a real shithole, chirps on
about good bones: This place could be beautiful,
right? You could make this place beautiful.


A fave.

oldviolin

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Location: esse quam videri
Gender: Male


Posted: Jan 17, 2022 - 10:05am

 Manbird wrote:


I love it!


Good. Make this place beautiful...
Manbird

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Location: Owl Creek Bridge
Gender: Male


Posted: Jan 17, 2022 - 9:58am

 ScottN wrote:

Good Bones

Maggie Smith

Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least
fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative
estimate, though I keep this from my children.
For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.
For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,
sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world
is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children. I am trying
to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,
walking you through a real shithole, chirps on
about good bones: This place could be beautiful,
right? You could make this place beautiful.



I love it!
ScottN

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Location: Half inch above the K/T boundary
Gender: Male


Posted: Jan 10, 2022 - 10:55am

Good Bones

Maggie Smith

Life is short, though I keep this from my children.
Life is short, and I’ve shortened mine
in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways,
a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways
I’ll keep from my children. The world is at least
fifty percent terrible, and that’s a conservative
estimate, though I keep this from my children.
For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird.
For every loved child, a child broken, bagged,
sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world
is at least half terrible, and for every kind
stranger, there is one who would break you,
though I keep this from my children. I am trying
to sell them the world. Any decent realtor,
walking you through a real shithole, chirps on
about good bones: This place could be beautiful,
right? You could make this place beautiful.

Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Jan 5, 2022 - 6:15am

 ScottN wrote:

Returning

EMILY DICKINSON I YEARS had been from home,
And now before the door,
I dare not open, lest a face
I never saw before Stare vacant into mine
And ask my business there.
My business, — just a life I left,
Was such still dwelling there? I fumbled at my nerve,
I scanned the windows near;
The silence like an ocean rolled,
And broke against my ear. I laughed a wooden laugh
That I could fear a door,
Who danger and the dead had faced,
But never quaked before. I fitted to the latch
My hand with trembling care,
Lest back the awful door should spring,
And leave me standing there. I moved my fingers off
As cautiously as glass,
And held my ears, and like a thief
Fled gasping from the house. 
 
{#Eek}
ScottN

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Location: Half inch above the K/T boundary
Gender: Male


Posted: Jan 4, 2022 - 4:37pm


Returning

EMILY DICKINSON

I YEARS had been from home,
And now before the door,
I dare not open, lest a face
I never saw before

Stare vacant into mine
And ask my business there.
My business, — just a life I left,
Was such still dwelling there?

I fumbled at my nerve,
I scanned the windows near;
The silence like an ocean rolled,
And broke against my ear.

I laughed a wooden laugh
That I could fear a door,
Who danger and the dead had faced,
But never quaked before.

I fitted to the latch
My hand with trembling care,
Lest back the awful door should spring,
And leave me standing there.

I moved my fingers off
As cautiously as glass,
And held my ears, and like a thief
Fled gasping from the house. 



Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Jan 1, 2022 - 7:24am

NEW YEAR'S DAY
by Billy Collins
 
Everyone has two birthdays
according to the English essayist Charles Lamb,
the day you were born and New Year’s Day—
a droll observation to mull over
as I wait for the tea water to boil in a kitchen
that is being transformed by the morning light
into one of those brilliant rooms of Matisse.
“No one ever regarded the First of January
with indifference,” writes Lamb,
for unlike Groundhog Day or the feast of the Annunciation,
this one marks nothing but the passage of time,
I realized, as I lowered a tin diving bell
of tea leaves into a little body of roiling water.
I admit to regarding my own birthday
as the joyous anniversary of my existence
probably because I was, and remain
to this day in late December, an only child.
And as an only child—
a tea-sipping, toast-nibbling only child
in a colorful room this morning—
I would welcome an extra birthday,
one more opportunity to stop what we are doing
for a moment and reflect on my being here on earth.
And one more birthday might be a consolation
to us all for having to face a death-day, too,
an X in a square
on some kitchen calendar of the future,
the day when each of us is thrown off the train of time
by a burly, heartless conductor
as it roars through the months and years,
party hats, candles, confetti, and horoscopes
billowing up in the turbulent storm of its wake.
.
.
. from the book, "Ballistics," © Random House 2008
ScottN

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Location: Half inch above the K/T boundary
Gender: Male


Posted: Jan 1, 2022 - 5:53am

Another Year
by Gary Johnson
 
Another year gone and the old man with the scythe
Is mowing closer. He hasn’t been subtle, has he.
Too many good people gone, and I could sit and cry
For them except that you look exceptionally snazzy
Despite the miles on your odometer,
As if you have a few more aces up your sleeve,
Maybe you were born under a lucky comet or
Maybe it’s the wine, but I do believe
When I look at you and take your hand you’re
Positively glowing. Maybe we’ve been sorry a
Long enough time and now we get some grandeur
And do our dance and sing our aria.
    May this year bring us before it has flown
    All we would have wished for had we only known.
GeneP59

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Location: On the edge of tomorrow looking back at yesterday.
Gender: Male


Posted: Dec 20, 2021 - 5:15pm

Tomorrow the winter solstice creeps up upon us
Wearing wings of fractal flakes made of fluffy white snow
It says that it needs to trust those of us
To make all those worthy a happy warm glow 
Manbird

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Location: Owl Creek Bridge
Gender: Male


Posted: Dec 20, 2021 - 2:31pm

 Antigone wrote:

Winter’s long shadows
Creep up the hills, lit briefly
As if by spring’s fire.




Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Dec 20, 2021 - 2:15pm

Winter’s long shadows
Creep up the hills, lit briefly
As if by spring’s fire.
ScottN

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Location: Half inch above the K/T boundary
Gender: Male


Posted: Dec 10, 2021 - 6:21am

Happy Birthday Emily Dickinson
 

My life closed twice before its close

by Emily Dickinson

My life closed twice before its close -
It yet remains to see
If Immortality unveil
A third event to me

So huge, so hopeless to conceive
As these that twice befell.
Parting is all we know of heaven,
And all we need of hell.
Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Dec 7, 2021 - 2:56pm

The Thing Is

By Ellen Bass
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you down like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
Antigone

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Location: A house, in a Virginian Valley
Gender: Female


Posted: Dec 7, 2021 - 2:56pm

 Manbird wrote:
Mad Girl's Love Song
By Sylvia Plath

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

 
{#Notworthy}
Manbird

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Location: Owl Creek Bridge
Gender: Male


Posted: Dec 3, 2021 - 12:13pm

Mad Girl's Love Song
By Sylvia Plath

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

miamizsun

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Location: (3261.3 Miles SE of RP)
Gender: Male


Posted: Dec 1, 2021 - 3:19pm

 cptbuz wrote:
Fading gaze -  W. LeTendre I see you sitting there
staring out that dirty window
Are you lost in the past
in a muddied cloud of memories
Faces without names
places just out of reach
Time is not your friend
when confusion sets in
I'll sit with you
make up conversations
I could talk the same talk
day after day
Your gaze treats me
like a stranger at your door
After 57 years together
I am still here for you
though you left some time ago.
 
dude  {#Wave}
oldviolin

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Location: esse quam videri
Gender: Male


Posted: Dec 1, 2021 - 2:27pm

 cptbuz wrote:
Fading gaze -  W. LeTendre I see you sitting there
staring out that dirty window
Are you lost in the past
in a muddied cloud of memories
Faces without names
places just out of reach
Time is not your friend
when confusion sets in
I'll sit with you
make up conversations
I could talk the same talk
day after day
Your gaze treats me
like a stranger at your door
After 57 years together
I am still here for you
though you left some time ago.
 
{#Good-vibes}
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