If I am repaired, can we meet again for the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?



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Friday, April 6, 2012

Mag 111 'Note to New Wife'


image: Parke Harrison




















In those salad days,
my younger brother and I,
bore home every morass in our All-Star soles,
honeycombed for that ‘surer’ grip—
Lewis and Clark—
only to find ourselves thwarted
on the threshold of a semi-flown nest,
pockets asquirm with pond-side game,
paralyzed by threat of tannings
and other such cruelties
should we tread,
sodden
onto mother’s freshly mopped floors.

Be wary, my dear
as you take my hand,
I haven’t changed a lick.

9 comments:

  1. Don't ever change.....
    I adore you and your all-star soul.

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  2. Tadpoles and Chuckers and hide tannings ~ all sorts of memories .. I like your Mag!!

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  3. Hey Hey! This read sweetly to me. I just adore the reference to 'tannings and other such cruelties!' You nailed it, Steve!

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  4. Gwen... Have to steal one every now and then ;)

    Anna... thank you.

    Jo... Not a chance

    Helen... Thanks. You will have to tell me what Chuckers are.

    Helena... Thank you dear. I'm sure your boys never heard such things, being the angels they are!

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  5. Yep always take your shoes off at the door or ~ else.....

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  6. Lovely ... lovely reminders of a childhood long gone ... remembering my 6 brothers and Princess Me ... Always, cat.

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  7. the last stanza!)))))

    (perhaps it was me that was gone. here you have been writing!)

    xo
    erin

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