The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Tue 10/14/2008)

[RetroLounge]

Now

I told you once when we were young that
we would someday meet again.
Now, the years flown past, the letters
unwritten, I am not so certain.

It is autumn. There are toothaches hidden
in this wind, there are those determined
to bring forth winter at any cost.
I am resigned to dark blonde shadows

at stoplights, lost in the roadmaps of leaves
which point in every direction at once.
But I am wearing the shirt you stitched
two separate lifetimes ago. It is old

and falling to ash, yet every button blooms
the flowers of your design. I think of this
and I am happy, to have kissed
your mouth with the force of language,

to have spoken your name at all.

Greg Watson

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:hi:

RL

[blueraven95]

1. ...

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[RetroLounge]

2. Good Morning!

:hi:

RL

[Chorophyll]

3. Oh.

Seriously.

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[RetroLounge]

7. Yeah, it gut-punched me a bit...

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RL

[Chorophyll]

14. It punched me everywhere.

:( :hi:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

4. My dear Retro!

Oh God

This is so heartbreaking...

And so beautiful too...

It makes me weep, for lost love and remembrance...

Thank you

:cry:

[RetroLounge]

:hi:

RL

[BarenakedLady]

5. Sweet

:loveya:

[RetroLounge]

11. Hey there you!

:loveya:

RL

[Tuesday Afternoon]

6. It is autumn...indeed. ~sigh~

:donut:

[RetroLounge]

12. Indeed...

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RL

[mokawanis]

9. Gets to the heart of the matter

a very fine poem. :hi:

[RetroLounge]

13. To the point, yes...

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RL

[BlueIris]

10. Oh, man...

:cry:

[RetroLounge]

15. Yeah...

:cry:

RL