Sunday, August 14, 2016

Robert Verdon, #268, continuity of personality


no respect for public housing
said my father
they piled building waste on
top of our lavender bush

just one of those trivial things
that stick in the memory
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8 comments:

  1. Lizz Murphy PoetAugust 14, 2016 at 11:44 PM

    Oh jeezus. This poem says so much.

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  2. Robert VerdonAugust 15, 2016 at 8:06 AM

    it just popped into my head suddenly last night, a memory from long ago, when I thought I had nothing to say

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  3. Kerri Shying RAugust 15, 2016 at 9:04 AM

    It is magnificent Robbie.

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  4. Robert VerdonAugust 15, 2016 at 9:20 AM

    Thanks Kerri, Lizz

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  5. Lizz Murphy PoetAugust 15, 2016 at 8:06 PM

    Robert I'd love to know more about the title - rather than just my own imaginings - is it about the things that shape us ... or maybe cycles???

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  6. Lizz Murphy PoetAugust 15, 2016 at 8:07 PM

    PS I like it

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  7. Efi HatzimanolisAugust 15, 2016 at 8:09 PM

    brilliant, Robbie

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  8. Sarah St Vincent WelchAugust 15, 2016 at 10:26 PM

    I love this poem, Robbie.

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