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Poetry and Just Back from Santa Cruz
opal
laurieopal
Had a great visit with my daughter and it was really warm.  I loved it.

Am currently looking at American haiku for text for pendants. I read a lot of Japanese but it  just didn't feel right.

I ilke this from the first verse of Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird by Wallace Stevens.

The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.


This is the complete verse

Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird.


I also like these lines from Not Waving But Drowning by Stevie Smith, (I'm a fan of her work.)

I was much too far out all my life   
And not waving but drowning.

Or possibly just :               

And not waving but drowning (I love the And.)

Here is the entire poem

Nobody heard him, the dead man,   
But still he lay moaning:
I was much further out than you thought   
And not waving but drowning.

Poor chap, he always loved larkinglarking Playing tricks, kidding, fooling around.
And now he’s dead
It must have been too cold for him his heart gave way,   
They said.

Oh, no no no, it was too cold always   
(Still the dead one lay moaning)   
I was much too far out all my life   
And not waving but drowning.

Mood:lyric

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