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Dale McLain
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Username: sparklingseas

Post Number: 1611
Registered: 11-2004
Posted on Monday, November 28, 2005 - 9:06 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

~revision~
A skim of almost-ice forms
now, atop the shallow puddles
shaped like your shoes,
the urgency of your stride
evident in the wide
span between footfalls.
You hurried away like a scarlet sun
swallowed by the hungry horizon,
your leave-taking so spectacular,
it was easy to mistake it for something else.
I imagined your brilliant farewell
might last long enough to sate me,
might outlast my hunger.

It’s not like that, is it?
Gone is gone and what it carried away-
possibility, the way a hand might fit
on a cheek, the thorny sack of memories
that you swear you will not let loose-
all of it gone in the length of a footstep
across a shadowed threshold.
It had been there all along
calling you into the cold that spread
like your own smudged shadow
when the day, predictably, grew short



~original~
A thin skim of almost-ice forms
now, atop the shallow puddles
shaped like your shoes,
the urgent nature of your stride
evident in the nearly impossible
span between footfalls.
You hurried away like a scarlet sun
swallowed by the hungry horizon,
your leave-taking so spectacular,
it was easy to mistake it for something else.
I imagined your brilliant farewell
might last long enough to sate me,
might outlast me and my hunger.

It’s not like that, is it?
Gone is gone and what it carried away-
possibility, the way a hand might fit
on a cheek, the thorny sack of memories
that you swear you will not let loose-
all of it gone in the length of a footstep
across the threshold of certainty.
It had been there all along
calling you into the cold that spread
like your own smudged shadow
when the day, predictably, grew short.



(Message edited by sparklingseas on November 29, 2005)
Lazarus
Intermediate Member
Username: lazarus

Post Number: 310
Registered: 10-2005
Posted on Monday, November 28, 2005 - 9:52 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Oh this is just perfect. What more is there to say? So much said in a moment. Beautiful poem, Dale. Bravo.
"No envy, no fear, no meanness."
Emusing
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Username: emusing

Post Number: 2201
Registered: 08-2003
Posted on Monday, November 28, 2005 - 10:53 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Hi Dale,

S2 untouchably fine except for the cliche of "threshold of certainty. Love "thorny sack of memories", "cold that spread like your own smudged shadow" leading into the great end line.

S1 seems a bit prosaic to me. I might sculpt a bit to match the tone of S2.

A thin skim of almost-ice forms
now, atop the shallow puddles
shaped like [your] shoes,
the urgen(cy) [nature] of your stride
evident in the [nearly] impossible
span between footfalls.
You hurried away like a scarlet sun
swallowed by the hungry horizon,
[your leave-taking so spectacular,
it was easy to mistake it for something else.]
I imagined your brilliant farewell
might last long enough to sate me,
might outlast [me and] my hunger.

Hope something helpful for you :-)

E
Star
New member
Username: star

Post Number: 10
Registered: 11-2005
Posted on Monday, November 28, 2005 - 10:54 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

a great piece. i love the picture of everything changing in a footstep, one step into another reality.

"shallow puddles
shaped like your shoes,"
i might change to "shoe-shaped puddles"

Star
Cary
Intermediate Member
Username: ponderlust

Post Number: 451
Registered: 07-2005
Posted on Monday, November 28, 2005 - 3:45 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Dale... This is unmistakeably remarkable writing. From the initial shoe-shaped puddles to the predictable wane of light, I was rapt by the genuine array of emotions. While I cannot tell if the departed is a son, a lover or a spouse, what's important is that anyone who has lost either of those can agree that you've put adequate words to that which is nearly unwordable.

My lone quibble is the threshold of certainty that pollutes the otherwise pristine originality.

Hope you had a pleasant holiday! :-)

Cary...
Charles Levenstein
Valued Member
Username: chucklev

Post Number: 116
Registered: 12-2001
Posted on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 - 4:43 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Dale, the poem has great strength -- great directness.trong feeling. I would economize -- drop the extra adjectives -- a skim is thin without saying thin, for instance. "Brilliant" farewell doesn't tell me anything in particular. -- But the "thorny sack" is wonderful. Chuck
Dan Cox
Valued Member
Username: dcox56

Post Number: 110
Registered: 08-2005
Posted on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 - 11:14 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Hi Dale,
another thoughtful and moving piece. only place I stumbled was on the sunset simile in S1, always thought of sunsets as a slow process (but that may be because I am overcaffeinated.) lovely poem overall. Thanks.
Dale McLain
Advanced Member
Username: sparklingseas

Post Number: 1626
Registered: 11-2004
Posted on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 - 1:37 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Thanks Lazarus! I'm glad you liked this. I appreciate your comments.

E~ Thank you so much for the wonderful suggestions.Yes,the threshold needs some work and your other edits will be carefully considered.

Thank you Star. That is exactly what I was trying to say... life changes in an instant.

Cary~ I purposely tried not to be specific in the nature of the loss. I'm glad this worked for you. I will fix the pesky line you mentioned. I really appreciate your thoughtful comments. Oh,and I had a nice holiday. Hope you did also.

Chuck~ Yes, good suggestions. I will consider them in my editing. Thank you.

Dan ~What I was hoping to convey was that a sunset seems to take a long time, but that moment when the sun slips below the horizon often seems rather abrupt... a gulp almost. An expected loss is like that. We know it is inevitable,but are still stunned when the moment comes.
Thank you so much for your comments.

take care all~dale
Dan Cox
Valued Member
Username: dcox56

Post Number: 112
Registered: 08-2005
Posted on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 - 3:01 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Dale,
didn't think about the inevitability angle, and you do describe it as a (latter-stage) "scarlet sun," so I think you are right, the image does work here. I need to lay off the espresso and read more sensitively. take care
Dale McLain
Advanced Member
Username: sparklingseas

Post Number: 1629
Registered: 11-2004
Posted on Tuesday, November 29, 2005 - 7:18 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Dan~ Oh,please drink up...I'd hate to come between a man and his java!
Thanks for stopping back by. I appreciate your comments.
take care~dale
Kathy Paupore
Senior Member
Username: kathy

Post Number: 2738
Registered: 12-2003
Posted on Wednesday, November 30, 2005 - 6:20 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Dale, I too liked the feel of everything changing in a footstep, I can not only see it but hear the crunch and thud of it.

:-) K
Dale McLain
Advanced Member
Username: sparklingseas

Post Number: 1638
Registered: 11-2004
Posted on Thursday, December 01, 2005 - 6:52 am:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Thank you Kathy. I appreciate your comments.
take care~dale
LJ Cohen
Moderator
Username: ljc

Post Number: 3542
Registered: 07-2002
Posted on Sunday, December 04, 2005 - 8:02 pm:   Edit Post Delete Post View Post/Check IP Print Post

Dale,

I can't believe I missed this one when it was posted earlier. Bravo. These lines moved me:

Gone is gone and what it carried away-
possibility, the way a hand might fit
on a cheek, the thorny sack of memories
that you swear you will not let loose-
all of it gone in the length of a footstep
across a shadowed threshold.

The revision very well done, indeed.

best,
ljc
http://ljcbluemuse.blogspot.com/

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