tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361304586075259487.post8025104123701916857..comments2023-04-17T01:32:00.068+10:00Comments on Project 365 + 1: Lucy Alexander #44 Sunshine and ShowersACskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01110367021710057605noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361304586075259487.post-61365092260388814012016-10-16T09:31:00.060+11:002016-10-16T09:31:00.060+11:00yes, it's a wonderful poem, Lucyyes, it's a wonderful poem, LucyEfi Hatzimanolishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05353535863228831260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361304586075259487.post-48824485286280228592016-10-16T09:01:46.831+11:002016-10-16T09:01:46.831+11:00I love how this poem folds in on itself like the b...I love how this poem folds in on itself like the butterfly's wings.Rob Schacknehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09820621386743394312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361304586075259487.post-42911657387598781032016-10-16T07:53:31.993+11:002016-10-16T07:53:31.993+11:00O Rob, yours has so much in it! Thanks for sharing...O Rob, yours has so much in it! Thanks for sharing!Lucy Alexanderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08797873895395109435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7361304586075259487.post-5064951646731329872016-10-16T00:19:27.921+11:002016-10-16T00:19:27.921+11:00I love this. Reminds me a bit of this old one of m...I love this. Reminds me a bit of this old one of mine...<br /><br /><br />5. So Many Good Things <br /><br /> Als das Kind Kind war…<br /> Peter Handke<br /><br />I.<br /><br />It is very late. A Turkish woman<br />Is vacuuming the empty library<br /><br />She’ll go to an all-night laundromat after <br />And watch hope go through its cycles<br /><br />When the child was a child<br />She lived in room 29 next to mine<br />She could imagine anything<br /><br /><br />II.<br /><br />Wake up with the holy armor<br />When it was thrown down at you<br />Later that day you’ll pawn it for $50 <br /><br />Your head is still bleeding a little<br />But there are so many good things left<br /><br />A stranger gives you your first money<br />To try your very first cup of coffee<br /><br />And you’ll burn your mouth<br />Wondering about the first snow<br /><br />You give a stranger exquisite directions<br />And wait for first bliss in a circle of sand<br /><br />Compañero, compañero, they whisper<br />Other wings will grow that will be valid<br /><br />You will find her. You will find a home.<br /><br />Rob Schacknehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09820621386743394312noreply@blogger.com