Ah sweet romance !
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From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
Behalf Of Ken Wolman
Sent: 15 July 2010 12:11
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Subject: Re: Remains of the day
More, you ask. I am going to hell for t his for sure:-).
First Meeting of My Parents, 1925
Inelegant in felt hat and vested suit
he looks her over in the furrier's office
hey nice ass
she knows he is looking
cocks her head smiles
pre-Raphaelite pose
pelts in place of water lilies
and fallen leaves on a forest floor
eventually there will be
me
Imagination fails I cannot do this
picture your parents Doing It
he will take her to lunch perhaps dinner
it will go as it went
does he tell her he is married
it will explode
what they do is still a crime
in New York State
they marry in 1934
what is left by then but too much
knowledge of the other
misery burned into them at the vows
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Ken Wolman http://awfulrowing.wordpress.com/
"All writers are hunters, and parents are the most available prey."
--Francine du Plessix Gray
On Jul 15, 2010, at 5:03 AM, Max Richards wrote:
> Ken,
> This piece of writing is very involving for this reader.
> I wonder if you will expand it.
> It seems to belong with other personal writings you have shared with us.
> Not going to the record office! This feels like a time bomb, a delayed
> charge, that is bound to lead to some sort of a sequel.
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> Best from Max in Melbourne
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