Some sort of thrumming was familiar there, Max, but I couldn't tie it down. Perhaps it is because we have had no rain to become acquainted with. Back to dry cool changes. The Waste Land returns. Dry sterile thunder without rain.
Bill
> On 5 Nov 2014, at 7:20 am, Max Richards <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> Time’s up, guys.
>
> Nobody gets a prize.
>
> I was pinching from Frost _
>
> [I seem to recall from Handel’s Messiah the phrase
>
> acquainted with grief.
>
> I expect there are some parallels elsewhere…]
>
> For me it was merely line two that these wet days here
> keeps running in my head.
>
> Max in Seattle
>
> Acquainted with the Night
> I have been one acquainted with the night.
> I have walked out in rain—and back in rain.
> I have outwalked the furthest city light.
>
> I have looked down the saddest city lane.
> I have passed by the watchman on his beat
> And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
>
> I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
> When far away an interrupted cry
> Came over houses from another street,
>
> But not to call me back or say good-bye;
> And further still at an unearthly height,
> One luminary clock against the sky
>
> Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
> I have been one acquainted with the night.
>
>> On Nov 4, 2014, at 8:08 PM, Patrick McManus <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>
>> Sounds like you missing dear old Melbourne
>> Cheers P
>> I have been acquainted with death! (is that a quote?)
>>
>> -----Original Message-----
>> From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
>> Behalf Of Max Richards
>> Sent: 04 November 2014 06:54
>> To: [log in to unmask]
>> Subject: acquainted
>>
>> Acquainted with Seattle
>> I have been one acquainted with Seattle.
>> I have walked out in rain-and back in rain.
>> I have outwalked the furthest city light.
>>
>> I have looked down the saddest city lane.
>> I have passed by the homeless on their patch And dropped my eyes, unwilling
>> to explain.
>>
>> And further still at an unearthly height, The Space Needle against the sky
>>
>> Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
>> I have been one acquainted with Seattle.=
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