I'm quite lost, Candice ~ Bobby Darin? I vaguely remember him, but I don't
get the connection. Please explain, I love these musical sidelights. By the
way : the Emmy Lou Harris disc _Red Dirt Girl_ is great, thanks for the tip,
I especially like "Bang the Drum Slowly". I actually prefer the sound to the
_Wrecking Ball_, though that's more sophisticated: this has more feeling to
me.
If _Chide_ is your work, Robin, why not give us a sample (and tell us more
about it)? I think it's great when people share their work with the others ~
Erminia is very generous there, Dominic too. I personally also don't mind
getting slated for a poem someone doesn't like, why not? It's all give &
take.
The following poem was a response to a poem Harriet Zinnes wrote for
_Snapshots_, a sort of reverse deconstruction. I think she won't mind my
including her original once more, as it has been on the list already.
Lacking very much direct inspiration, I find I come up with things
responding to others' work, to which I am very grateful. Please criticize
it.
Harriet Zinnes : _Même L'amour_
The steps have vanished in the dark.
Stairs end.
The glimmer of a light only a reflection
like the noise of steps long gone.
It is morning now.
The rooster begins his anthem.
One leaf falls from the tree.
One bird (where is his mate?)
is quiet on the branch.
Do not seek for water.
The pond has dried up.
I hear the barking of a dog.
Fantasy, of course.
M.J.Walker
_Barking_
L o v e i s a m e m e
of course in fantasy,
it dogs me here,
completely barking.
Drying up at the pond
the water's searching
for the branch, quiet,
where its mate, one bird,
falls from the tree and leaves.
An anthem is beginning to roost
anew: it's morning.
Long gone the steps, the noise-
like reflection of only a slight glimmer
ending with the stairs, in the dark
shed, their vanity
past it.
August, 2001
best
Martin
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