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31 July 2011

Quietly Surprising


(Found poem: Cryptic crossword clues)

One enters 
very quietly
the final conduit
quiet knock 
Len returning
with bits of broken shell
nice to come back
into quiet, first-rate court area
the French shelter
outside the open atrium
with a kind of concealed energy
the boy it brings back
makes hand signals in water surges
surprising boy dancer 
a pro, he is faultless.
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11 comments:

  1. Brian Miller3 August 2011 at 08:29

    nice..this flows from image to image very well...he is faultless...this is a very serene moment...

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  2. Claudia3 August 2011 at 09:04

    this feels like a dance for me...quiet steps...the gathering of energy...a certain "holiness" - very nice

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  3. Daydreamertoo3 August 2011 at 10:31

    Beautiful, gentle, ethereal.

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  4. Rosemary Nissen-Wade3 August 2011 at 13:31

    Than you all. It was a good 'find'!

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  5. hedgewitch3 August 2011 at 13:49

    What a wonderful inspiration--I'm awful at crosswords, but I often find their oddly phrased smug questions irresistible and ponder over them in frustrated impotence. Much better to make a poem of them, and this poem is exceptionally adroit at arranging them into some excellent verse. I love particularly "the final conduit," and "the boy it brings back"

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  6. Rosemary Nissen-Wade3 August 2011 at 19:19

    The clues I took from this one were particularly intriguing — and yes, the poem was instead of continuing to wrestle in vain with the crossword! :-D

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  7. Anonymous3 August 2011 at 21:09

    I love the mystery, and the sense of discovery.

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  8. Lisa4 August 2011 at 10:49

    hello rosemary, what a genius way to make a poem. each imagery is clear but one still cannot see (that is me with most poems), and the last line is perfect.

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  9. Rosemary Nissen-Wade4 August 2011 at 11:40

    Hello, and thank you. Yes, I like 'found poems' when I am lucky enough to find them. :)

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  10. Jannie Funster5 August 2011 at 15:52

    I am imagining wonderful croissants and cafe in that French court. Am I correct?

    Interesting poem. I am always amazed at how fluid and inviting different combinations of words can be.

    Bravo!

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  11. Rosemary Nissen-Wade5 August 2011 at 22:51

    Well, Jannie, I can't tell you because I didn't solve the clues, lol.

    I'm glad you like what I did with them instead.

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