Bill,
Particularly struck by "hare off" which I don't recall ever having encountered previously. "Haul off" came to mind but . . .
Intriguing mix of the diction of cricket and baseball within the third stanza. The phrase "sites/of spent emotion" amidst your finale starting "Homes are made" invokes for me the Thomas Hardy of "Poems 1912-1913".
Barry
On Tue, 18 Jul 2017 22:17:46 +0000, Bill Wootton <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>Drive a nail home.
>Where has it been, the nail?
>Away.
>Unaligned.
>Unfixed.
>A vagabond nail.
>Home is in.
>
>Home is where the heart is.
>Heart, home,
>both setting off points,
>so much springing off,
>returning,
>setting off again,
>or not.
>
>Hit a home run.
>Hare off and get back again.
>The truth hits home,
>not taps, touches, snicks.
>Hits. Pow.
>No intermediary,
>straight through to the keeper.
>
>Real estate agents reckon
>they sell homes
>to homebuyers.
>They don't.
>Homes are made.
>With bits of us.
>Homes accumulate stuff,
>
>become sites
>of spent emotion,
>declaration, hope,
>exhaustion.
>Homes absorb,
>replenish, galvanise.
>Welcome.
>
>Ding dong.
>
>bw
>19.7.17
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