[lit-ideas] Re: Rain
- From: John McCreery <john.mccreery@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: "lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Tue, 3 Mar 2015 08:53:47 +0900
Were we alone
Just these few of us
Waiting for Godot
It might be right
to mourn the end
of dialogue
To stay at a bar
Where the talk
has turned rancid
Filled with posturing
and venom
No need to grieve
dear friends
The world is large
There is much to learn
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John
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> On 2015/03/03, at 3:18, Lawrence Helm <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
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> It’s been raining for two days
> In San Jacinto – strangely --
> In the midst of drought --
> Sirens remind the rest
> Of us we don’t know
> How to drive on streets
> Wet and slippery; which
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> Is true of any reductionist
> Point of view: mere laziness!
> We could know if we
> Looked out and thought,
> But we don’t and instead
> Glory in laughter-producing
> Words, laughter to end
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> Dialogue, to stop further
> Thought, settling itself
> Back in self-contained
> Contentment, a pigeon
> Banking in light rain
> Against a gray sky
> And vanishing cry.
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