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Little Exercise

Post by Guest on Tue 29 Apr 2008, 12:50 am

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For Thomas Edwards Wanning


Think of the storm roaming the sky uneasily
like a dog looking for a place to sleep in,
listen to it growling.

Think how they must look now, the mangrove keys
lying out there unresponsive to the lightning
in dark, coarse-fibred families,

where occasionally a heron may undo his head,
shake up his feathers, make an uncertain comment
when the surrounding water shines.

Think of the boulevard and the little palm trees
all stuck in rows, suddenly revealed
as fistfuls of limp fish-skeletons.

It is raining there. The boulevard
and its broken sidewalks with weeds in every crack,
are relieved to be wet, the sea to be freshened.

Now the storm goes away again in a series
of small, badly lit battle-scenes,
each in "Another part of the field."

Think of someone sleeping in the bottom of a row-boat
tied to a mangrove root or the pile of a bridge;
think of him as uninjured, barely disturbed.

Elizabeth Bishop

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Re: Little Exercise

Post by Guest on Fri 06 Jun 2008, 9:50 pm

I think I have read this before at some point and it is haunting but calming at the same time like an ill wind has passed over you only to be met by the radiance of the sun.
Great poem
Bobby xxx

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Re: Little Exercise

Post by BC Williams on Mon 03 Aug 2009, 1:44 am

I agree, Bobby . . . there are elements of both unrest and peacefulness . . . GREAT writing, EB

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