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Thought for the day January 23, 2000 |
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Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: GUEST,Neil Lowe Date: 24 Jan 00 - 09:40 AM --seed..... Your poem stirred some grey matter and what floated to the surface were impressions of that part of the country made on me some twenty years ago when I was out there satisfying my wanderlust. I never was any farther north than San Francisco, however, and in any event my remembrances were inevitably spawned from the grit and grime of the streets in my eye, having been confined primarily within the bowels of the so-called Grapevine and Tenderloin districts downtown. The once pastoral scenes your poem evokes are indicative of a sacrificed perspective when it is deemed preferable to enjoy the conveniences of living encased in concrete, rather than to be unduly reminded of what real scenery looks like. Then it's as if there never were a time when the gas station and the fast food restaurant weren't there where the meadow used to be. Neil Lowe |
Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: Áine Date: 23 Jan 00 - 11:25 AM Thank you, kat. That's a song for the soul, indeed. Means a lot to me, I tell ya. -- Á. |
Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: Peter T. Date: 23 Jan 00 - 11:17 AM Well, a fine sunday morning explosion of prairie flower bouquets, brickbats, and a sailor's broad expanse of sea. Nice place this Mudcat. yours, Peter T. |
Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 23 Jan 00 - 02:00 AM oh, krapp, kratz: think before you post. I missed a couple or three line breaks and all the apostrophes which come out as 1's when I copy from Claris Works and paste into a thread. Oh, well, you get the idea. In the old days I would have reposted the damned thing--then discovered and corrected another couple of errors and reposted again...oh, to be Joe Offer, who can go in and destroy all evidence of his mistakes. Hi, Joe. Hope to see you tomorrow. --seed |
Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: bseed(charleskratz) Date: 23 Jan 00 - 01:49 AM I wrote this as a paragraph a month or so ago, thought it felt kinda like a poem, so I broke it into lines and polished the language a bit, and it now seems to fit here: West and East from Vallejo
I thought I¹d disguise my earlier post as poetry
When I first migrated to California --seed |
Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: TheMuse Date: 23 Jan 00 - 01:47 AM Good one, Don, very good. TheMuse |
Subject: RE: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: DonMeixner Date: 23 Jan 00 - 01:37 AM When I'm tired and my days are over, And my soul is called, at last to rest. I'll have an old sail for my final cover, A compass rose upon my breast. I'll have my memories all behind me, one guide to lead me homeward, one port with in my heart One course through that final ocean, one destination on my chart. Don
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Subject: Thought for the day January 23, 2000 From: katlaughing Date: 23 Jan 00 - 12:58 AM For Áine & JAB: this is from the John A. & Alan Lomax book I was talking about, Cowboy Songs and other Frontier Ballads re-released in 1986 by Macmillan Publishing. ISBN # 0-02-061260-5 WAY OUT WEST
'Twas good to live when all the range,
With sky-line bounds from east to west,
When my old soul hunts range and rest
Let cattle rub my headstone round, From A Lone Star Cowboy, by Charles A. Siringo.
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