OMG -- I finally got in! Poem -- cee/pee?

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Registered: 06-13-1999
OMG -- I finally got in! Poem -- cee/pee?
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Wed, 01-02-2013 - 4:53pm

I've been trying for weeks to get into PW; how the heck is everyone?  Hoilday news?  Let's here it!  Poem below -- first one of 2013.  Feel free to c/p, if you're still around!

It Was Amicable

We’d promised until winter,
but early summer tired us.

Towels chaotically packed
beside belts and shoes.

First Communion candles wrapped
along with christening gowns —

should we argue
over these precious white goods

or dissolve them
like prismatic sugar cubes?

Confusion reigns
as the clock winds down.

 

© 2013

 

"It is with a strange malice / That I distort the world." -- from The Weeping Burgher by Wallace Stevens
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Registered: 12-15-2004
Wed, 01-02-2013 - 6:41pm

Hell's bells Pat!  Strange happenings here of late?  BTW! Belated but sincere, MERRY CHRISTMAS and a HAPPY NEW YEAR.

Been in a rut of late, grave sized.  Never mind though I have heard from you once more.   

Your poem...(here we go again,) first stanza, indicates a family commitment that maybe wouldn't happen?  Second stanza says it Will happen.  Third stanza reveals all, a Catholic happening that definitely Will happen.  Fourth and fifth stanzas gives rise of hope to a poor irreligious sod like me that reason Will prevail especialy if "prismatic" is converted to "pragmatic".  I totally agree with the last stanza., Gawd help me.


 

 

iVillage Member
Registered: 06-13-1999
Thu, 01-03-2013 - 8:50am

I had to log in twice just to reply to you.  Beyond frustrating!  I'm glad to hear from you -- shows me the spring in your clock is still in working order.  Wink

"It is with a strange malice / That I distort the world." -- from The Weeping Burgher by Wallace Stevens
iVillage Member
Registered: 01-28-2000
Fri, 01-04-2013 - 9:34am

I finally got in - only 1 sign-in (the "keep me signed in"  box obviously has never worked since the big revision) and 2 extra trips to your post before I finally reached the promised land of  "add a new comment".

Your poem: a family break-up? Why the urgency of the clock winding down? The tick tock of the winding-down clock sounds ominous, not confusing.

I like "prismatic"!

Roberta

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iVillage Member
Registered: 06-13-1999
Sun, 01-06-2013 - 7:43pm

Confusion as in "why did this happen; where did I slip up; where did the years go," and so on.  Again it took two log-ins to get here.  I HATE CHANGES!!!

 

"It is with a strange malice / That I distort the world." -- from The Weeping Burgher by Wallace Stevens
iVillage Member
Registered: 10-19-1998
Thu, 01-31-2013 - 3:33am

How about  allow them to dissolve?  Like memories, thoughts...wouldn't we just allow them to drift away rsther than the act of making them dissolve? Oh, I don't know...just  rings better for moi...but you know the drill..LOL, toss the idea if it doesn't fit.

Oh geez, I gotta make a point to log on PW ...been way too long!