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perfect
Contributed by
JohnYamrus
on
Saturday, 9th February 2008 @ 06:42:48 AM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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perfect
it’s a few days
before Christmas
and i’m sitting in the sun room
reading Doctor Zhivago.
my dog’s
sleeping on the couch next to me.
she’s got this thing on her neck
that the vet said
we should keep an eye on.
outside,
it’s snowing.
the perfect backdrop
to Zhivago
and his problems
with Lara
and the world.
i always loved that scene
in the movie version
where Omar Sharif
as Zhivago
began writing
his Lara poems…
it’s freezing
in the Russian winter
and he’s got on
his fingerless gloves.
then,
he wipes off his paper,
prepares his pens
and begins to write.
just then
the music rises
in that memorable theme
and you just know
he’s writing
the best
and most beautiful
poems ever.
then
i close the book,
put it on the table
at my right
and
look down at my dog.
she’s asleep,
with the sun
warming her neck
and her back
and she’s stinking her own
peculiar little doggie stink.
i reach down
and scratch her
neck
and notice that the wart
hasn’t gotten any bigger.
i look out the window
and see the two of us
reflected in the glass…
perfect.
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JohnYamrus
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2008-02-09 06:42:48] (Date/Time posted on
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