The RetroLounge Daily Poem Thread (Sun 4/8/07)

[RetroLounge]

After Dinner

She's eaten dinner talking
back to the television, she's
had coffee and brandy, done
the dishes and drifted into
and out of sleep over a book
she found beside the couch. It's
time for bed, but she goes
instead to the front door, unlocks
it, and steps onto the porch.
Behind her she can hear only
the silence of the house. The lights
throw her shadow down the stairs
and onto the lawn, and she walks
carefully to meet it. Now she's
standing in the huge, whispering
arena of night, hearing her
own breath tearing out of her
like the cries of an animal.
She could keep going into
whatever the darkness brings,
she could find a presence there
her shaking hands could hold
instead of each other.

Philip Levine

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RL

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[Droopy]

1. You always pick wonderful poems

Do you like Charles Bukowski? I know he is a controversial poet, but I wouldn't mind reading something by him if you would like to post it.

[CaliforniaPeggy]

2. My dear Retro...

She seems awfully lonely.....

This is very beautiful, and scary too...

Thank you...:hug:

[wildhorses]

3. quiet desperation

i bet she turns around
and goes back into
the house
and up the stairs
to bed
and faces yet again
another day

[fizzgig]

4. desolation and lonliness

beautiful poem