Saturday, June 8
A Poem for Thursday.... The Twins
the bolt
came out of a clear blue sky
one minute
drinking guinness
watching gulls slowly rising
from the river
as the tide returned.
cut grass and cylists
and a Ferry view.
then
somehow we knew
as she crossed to the window
wound down to take
the unexpected heat.
parked cars and parents
and the green of the playing field.
loss
this like the loss of the Angles.
no good screaming down
dream corridors
after a departing soul.
bacon, eggs and tomato
and the presentation's the thing.
now
a knowing look
and again
Castor and Pollux had all the answers.
Click your heels together
and Kansas is home.
This recycled poem is for dVerse poets pub this week.I first put it up in January 2011 after soon news that came out of the blue from as they say...left wing!
We have two sets of twins in the family ...so quite a lot of experience in this department!!
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this had a rather otherworld feel to it...the knowing in that moment...i like the single word stanzas....and the detail break away stanzas like he bacon eggs one..cool write
ReplyDeletethankyou Brian.sometimes there are other worldly moments in our lives ...you are right.
DeleteAs a New Yorker, I find this a terribly sad poem. I had not thought of that aspect of the topic - it's very beautifully and subtly done here - I like the loss of the angles rather than angels - as it was a loss of angles in the sky. I am very very moved by this poem. (I was in downtown New York that day.) k.
ReplyDeletewhat an experience. one of those days when you remember exactly where you were...
DeleteLove that end :)
ReplyDeletethis is a moving write...lots of emotions between the lines as well me thinks.. the screaming down dream corridors was what hit me most..
ReplyDeleteThis poem gives me chills.
ReplyDeleteThis is the 911 scenario, very moving not to see those twin towers again ~ The opening lines are my favorite ~
ReplyDeleteMoody and almost brooding, like a hot summer day when the clouds start moving in and you feel the coming storm.
ReplyDeletesomehow we knew
ReplyDeleteas she crossed to the window
wound down to take
the unexpected heat
Is the person putting up a defence against threats which are not expected? It appears so and she seems so brave! Nicely Gerry!
Hank
This started off serene and then... loss... duality. This was a strong write, I liked
ReplyDeleteno good screaming down
dream corridors
after a departing soul.
Powerful stuff. -Mike
This was definitely a cool write... the duality is front and center. I also liked screaming down dream corridors. -Mike
ReplyDeleteGerry I find this poem very moving - there is a dream-like, slightly surreal quality to it - as there was indeed to the event.
ReplyDeletethankyou Pat....funny how sometimes a work takes on it's own life.
DeletePresentation is indeed the thing. And you nailed it.
ReplyDeleteThis is a haunting piece..with some powerful displays..the day life changed..as a New Yorker this hits home with a punch.
ReplyDeleteRemus and Romulus, abandoned to a river and then fed by a wolf and birds, a city built, an empire created to fall finally at the hands of barbarians. Presentation is all and all is présentement.
ReplyDelete...love love that story...so many implications!!
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