H Ryfkah,

I must say I like this poem far more than the others you've posted since
you've come back from your trip away. The humour and seriousness blend
appeals to me (the others seemed too abstract...). But this poem!!!

I feel as if I want to know something about "Sam"! Stan and Steve get a good
mention but I keep thinking, "so what about mentioning Sam again?" Sam, like
Stan, seems a strange older kind of name to me, uncle sam... Steve feels a
younger name! Am I supposed to be looking at things in the poem like this?
(Or is it names haven't the same associations/popularities in different
generations in the US as in the UK?).

The last line is dizzyingly good. It spins.

Bob


>From: Ryfkah * <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: New:  Dear Stan
>Date: Mon, 1 Sep 2003 12:16:19 EDT
>
>Dear Stan
>
>Dear Stan,
>
>I'm sorry to call you
>Steve, Sam and silly.
>I know you don't love
>me like you love money,
>work or even peanut
>butter and jelly with pickles.
>
>Stan, your mother phoned.
>I told her nobody by that
>name lives here.  I thought
>I lived with you, Steve;
>forgot all about Stan and Sam.
>
>When war is
>forgotten and you remember
>me, I'll name you magnificent,
>marvelous, my prince of peace.
>In the meantime, I wish I could
>just say Stan
>and keep you in mind.
>
>Yours truly, Marilyn, Mary or Marla                   Ryfkah 8/31/03

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