A Seat on the Train

[franklyfedup]

My seat on the train
sat me next to a child
who corrected my English
As we chugged up to Pontsticill

She gave me one
long intensive look
and searched my face.
as I smiled at such contact

[Michael (MV)]

 
Hi Frank,

an unexpected and enduring experience - poetry is like that, too  

brief is not short-lived

I am reminded of Robert Frost's "Dust of Snow":

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued


sharing workshopping for your perusal & consideration     Michael (MV)


My seat on the train
placed me next to a child
who corrected my English
as we chugged up to Pontsticill.

With one long intensive look
she searched my face,
and still I smile
at such contact


or

the smile never stops
lingering from such contact



 
 
 
 
 
 
 

[Michael (MV)]

 
Hi Frank,

If you are not already representing another board
if this is your original and unpublished poem

then would you please consider A Seat on the Train to represent the Block this upcoming September IBPC?

Please reply - accept or decline - in the Palaver thread: Upcoming IBPC September 2014:

viewtopic.php?f=3&t=5949

If accepting, please provided all the needed info as delineated in the initial entry of that thread. Thanks, Frank.

(btw, The workshop suggestions I have shared above are not conditional)


Sincerely,

Michael (MV)

 
Hi Frank,

an unexpected and enduring experience - poetry is like that, too  

brief is not short-lived

I am reminded of Robert Frost's "Dust of Snow":

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued


sharing workshopping for your perusal & consideration     Michael (MV)


My seat on the train
placed me next to a child
who corrected my English
as we chugged up to Pontsticill.

With one long intensive look
she searched my face,
and still I smile
at such contact


or

the smile never stops
lingering from such contact
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

[meenas17]

it is a worthy entry.

[meenas17]

A very short poem bodes lot of meaning and is essentially great.

[Michael (MV)]

 
Thanks meenas17,

for voicing.

You and others might find the following interesting re short poems       Michael (MV)  


WATCH   by Mike White

Dog roped to a tree,
perfecting a circle
in the leaves,
in the snow,
in the grass.

—from Rattle #42, Winter 2013
__________

Mike White: “I love to write short poems. Poems occupy space, of course, and a short poem asks for so little.
Yet, at the same time, it knowingly draws attention to itself thanks to its conspicuously meager presence on the page.
So, there’s humility involved, sure, but audacity as well. It’s a wonderful paradox, a wonderful tension.
One of my favorite poets is Issa, and this poem of his gets me up in the morning: ‘In spring rain,/ how they carry on,/ uneaten ducks.’”