Hi Christina,
Funnily enough I didn't see this as crackers, so the viewpoint is
interesting, some poets friends found it amusing and there is problems with
the first bit. So this is confirmation. It's dead cheap if you live in
Devon. I just went to a favourite quiet location and this was what happened.
Thanks for the C&C as always.
bw
james


>From: Christina Fletcher <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Re: New Sub: Chance Meeting
>Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2002 14:54:39 EDT
>
>Mmm, what are you on, James?  Is it expensive?  Would you recommend it to
>people suffering from the bleaks? This is utterly batty, even for a
>displaced
>Glaswegian.  Seriously, it's crackers and I wonder whether it might be
>better
>if it were a lot more crackers.  Couldn't this insect give tongue?  You
>could
>slip it in here:
>O indeed! You could hear him mutter in disbelief
>****** ***!!!
>as he (gradually) stumbled by
>and disappeared in a pile of dried leaves
>Honestly, I think this could be such fun.  Couldn't you simplify the
>language, James?  The first two stanzas, for example, feel rather odd to
>me.
>Erm, please excuse if I've got it all wrong: just cracking up - no
>reflection
>on your poem.
>bw
>christina
>
>
>
> > CHANCE MEETING
> >
> > Across the slabs of stones in the old ruin
> > it started to walk towards where I sat
> > in the sunlight
> >
> > and with this new focus
> > could no longer consider
> > myself alone as it
> >
> > continued to walk
> > while I considered the irrational feel
> > behind the ugliness my eyes perceived - so small
> >
> > though clearly defined as black
> > against a lighter grey of stone - waddled on six stick legs
> > and headed straight towards me
> >
> > Was this a reincarnation? Did it
> > know about its previous life and how it became
> > a beetle?
> >
> > What was this one? A filcher of honey or salt
> > now dressed for a short
> > life of delusion as fruit from the karma seed?
> >
> > O indeed! You could almost hear him mutter in disbelief
> > as he gradually stumbled by
> > and disappeared in a pile of dried leaves
> >
> > nirvana not yet reached
> > with aball park figure of around twenty incarnations as a beetle
> > to suffer yet
> >
> > while the stream nearby achieved the trick of
> > running past contiuously as the moments of this encounter
> > unfolded
> >
> > as both parties involved remained unharmed
> >
> > James Bell
>
>




bw
James


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