The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Tue 8/19/2008)

[RetroLounge]

Slant

Yesterday, for a long while,
the early morning sunlight
in the trees was sufficient,
replaced by a hello
from a long-limbed woman
pedaling her bike,
whereupon the wind came up,
dispersing the mosquitoes.
Blessings, all.
I'd come so far, it seemed,
happily looking for so little.

But then I saw a cow in a room
looking at the painting of a cow
in a field -- all of which
was a painting itself --
and I felt I'd been invited
into the actual, someplace
between the real and the real.

The trees, now, are trees
I'm seeing myself seeing.
I'll always deny that I kissed her.
I was just whispering into her mouth.

Stephen Dunn

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:hi:

RL

[CaliforniaPeggy]

1. Good morning, my dear Retro!

Ah, metaphors!

Where would we be without them?

This is a nice one, even though I don't get it!

Thank you...

:hi:

[RetroLounge]

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RL

[blueraven95]

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[RetroLounge]

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[Haole Girl]

5. To me, this poem is about perception v. reality

I really like it.

p.s., I'm not really here. ;-)

[RetroLounge]

6. I'm not really replying to you not real post

not a real wave ==> :hi:

:9

RL