The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Sat 6/16/2007)

[RetroLounge]

Welcome

if you believe nothing is always what's left
after a while, as I did,
If you believe you have this collection
of ungiven gifts, as I do (right here
behind the silence and the averted eyes)
If you believe an afternoon can collapse
into strange privacies-
how in your backyard, for example,
the shyness of flowers can be suddenly
overwhelming, and in the distance
the clear goddamn of thunder
personal, like a voice,
If you believe there's no correct response
to death, as I do; that even in grief
(where I've sat making plans)
there are small corners of joy
If your body sometimes is a light switch
in a house of insomniacs
If you can feel yourself straining
to be yourself every waking minute
If, as I am, you are almost smiling . . .

Stephen Dunn

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RL

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[wildhorses]

1. all you have to do is believe --

:donut:

[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. Good morning, my dear Retro!

Ah, the landscape of this man's mind...

How it twists and turns on itself!

I hardly know what to make of it...

Very interesting!

Thank you...:hug:

[BarenakedLady]

3. Beautiful

Me likey!

:thumbsup:

[xchrom]

4. i wish i lived someplace -- with a big

screened in porch -- where i could sit and watch thunderstorms rumble through.