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Disasters, Delights and Other Detours - 50. New England Skyscrapers

Poems from my recent vacation in New England. They might even make sense. Maybe.

July the Fourth

Quite a stir

on Independence Day

that colorful African shirt caused

in the middle of all those tasteful Freeport plaids

and tees urging a renewed greatness;

certain to cause chatter

next winter.

 

In the Meadow

Do you hear

the north wind calling out,

as it whispers through a thousand trees

giving voice to brooding hemlock and pliant birch;

one reasoning, another plaintive,

yet each green branch calling:

stay with me.

 

 

Visiting Grandmother

A hemlock,

green and adolescent,

now grows in my grandmother’s kitchen

where her chair used to sit facing the window;

flames consumed her house long years ago,

but my memories are

still burning.

 

Unexpected Encounter

Just at dusk,

a wolf, strong and sinewed,

paused on its journey through my meadow,

scenting something strange on the scarcely stirring air;

it turned about and stared back at me,

each of us assessing

the danger.

 

Gazing

More stars shine

over my head tonight

than there are fireflies in the tall grass,

yet these dance as brilliant as Cassiopeia,

trajectories bright as meteors,

challenging ancient gods

to name them.

I hope you enjoyed these postcards. I'm sorry the mail was so slow.
Copyright © 2017 Parker Owens; All Rights Reserved.
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As I read each one, I thought it was my favorite, only to say the same for the next and the next.  I like them all.  Visiting Grandmother particularly spoke to me, as did the constellation-fireflies.  

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All were interesting. New England is a place I know well. 

Visiting Grandmother was particularly arresting. Very effective, the use of memory to revive a picture.

And, of course, New England has some wonderful starry skies. I never tire of watching them, watch us in return.

Thanks for sharing these thoughts! :)

 

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I am pleased your encounter with the wolf made it to the page. A vividly drawn image. Might the bear feature at some later date? You always write of stars and constellations so wonderfully - this was no exception. 

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Thank you! All very good,

of course I'm partial towards the wolf's appearance..

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1 hour ago, Mikiesboy said:

Each is wonderful,  Parker.  July the Fourth made me grin.

I’m glad that made you grin. I confess I laughed about it long after the fireworks were over. Thanks for reading and for your comments. 

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8 hours ago, Geron Kees said:

All were interesting. New England is a place I know well. 

Visiting Grandmother was particularly arresting. Very effective, the use of memory to revive a picture.

And, of course, New England has some wonderful starry skies. I never tire of watching them, watch us in return.

Thanks for sharing these thoughts! :)

 

Sunrise and stars in New England seem far different from what I know here at home. There’s not much left of my Grandmother’s house now, just the barn. The place never fails to bring echoes and ghosts to my mind. You are very kind to read these, and to respond. 

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10 hours ago, Valkyrie said:

As I read each one, I thought it was my favorite, only to say the same for the next and the next.  I like them all.  Visiting Grandmother particularly spoke to me, as did the constellation-fireflies.  

I’m glad each of these made you smile in turn. My Grandmother’s house always has a special place for me in memory. Thank you for taking time with these. 

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2 hours ago, aditus said:

Thank you! All very good,

of course I'm partial towards the wolf's appearance..

Why am I not surprised about the wolf being your favorite? Thanks for reading these, and for responding. 

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3 hours ago, northie said:

I am pleased your encounter with the wolf made it to the page. A vividly drawn image. Might the bear feature at some later date? You always write of stars and constellations so wonderfully - this was no exception. 

The bear will have to wait his turn. The wolf continues to stay in my mind; I could see his facial expression. I’m glad that encounter resonated with you. Thanks for reading these, and for your thoughts. 

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So good, all of them, but Visiting Grandmother really hit me, in a good way. July the Fourth made me smile... very clever, Parker. :D  As always, when you speak of nature, I hear you. Cheers... Gary....

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Thanks, Gary, for reading these and for your response. What’s left of the old house still evokes a thousand memories. I’m glad you could maybe hear them. 

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All wonderful poems. I especially loved Visiting Grandmother, and In the Meadow. 

Thank you, Parker. 

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5 hours ago, Defiance19 said:

All wonderful poems. I especially loved Visiting Grandmother, and In the Meadow. 

Thank you, Parker. 

Thank you, Def, for reading these, and for your comments. Those moments of listening to the wind - and hearing nothing else - are pure gold in a busy world. 

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A wonderful set of postcards indeed. Rereading the collection a second time, I realize the import of the first one totally escaped me till now. It has a subtle, dare I say, New England brand of confrontation about it; a hint is enough to drive the message home like a nail.

The personal standouts for me are the grandmother's hemlock, and the wolf. The first poem brings up a lovely notion of spirit continuing here on earth in one form or another. Neither one precludes the possible presence of the others. It's a lovely deep poem. 

The wolf is striking for how it ends. Any smart animal will avoid man's unpredictability; it's the only sane thing to do. 

Thank you for these brilliant Skyscrapers      

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2 hours ago, AC Benus said:

a hint is enough to drive the message home like a nail.

You made me grin at your recognition of the dry New England humor. 

2 hours ago, AC Benus said:

Any smart animal will avoid man's unpredictability; it's the only sane thing to do. 

You’re so right. We’re not nearly as regular and habitual as we might think. I wonder what stories about people wolves tell their cubs.

2 hours ago, AC Benus said:

spirit continuing here on earth in one form or another.

I’m convinced that there are memory spirits all around the old place. I’m sure the hemlock wants to keep track of what the neighbors are up to as much as my grandmother ever did. 

Your comments are thoughtful, generous and kind. I’m very, very grateful. 

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