The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Fri 4/17/2009)

[RetroLounge]

A Fact

The woman is not just a pleasure,
nor even a problem. She is a meniscus
that allows the absolute to have a shape,
that lets him skate however briefly
on the mystery, her presence luminous
on the ordinary and the grand. Like the odor
at night in Pittsburgh’s empty streets
after summer rain on maples and sycamore.
As well as the car suddenly crossing two blocks
away in a blare of light. The importance
of the rocks around his Greek shepherd hut,
and mules wandering around in the empty fields.
He crosses the island in the giant sunlight,
comes back in the dark thinking of the woman.
The fact of her goes on, loved or not.

Jack Gilbert

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[lizziegrace]

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[RetroLounge]

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[blueraven95]

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[Tuesday Afternoon]

3. illusive

is she. :donut: :hi:

[RetroLounge]

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[BlueIris]

4. Curious.

And much nicer than what I have planned for today.

[RetroLounge]

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[CaliforniaPeggy]

5. My dear Retro!

Hmmm...

Nice! Serene, elegant...

I really like this one.

Thank you...

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[RetroLounge]

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