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Ozette Or Somewhere North
Contributed by
pnwcoffee
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Sunday, 18th September 2011 @ 06:31:54 PM in AEST
Topic:
StoryPoetry
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Rolling in and out as scheduled
But not scheduled,
On time but not timed
By its own accord
It is.
Crashing, breaking, pounding.
Taking rocks, gravel, sand
From the rocks, gravel, sand
Taking and giving
Sharing intwined
Like potlach
As example.
The whale eats the seal
The seal the kelp
The kelp the whale
Decomposing.
The bear eats the salmon
The salmon the insect
The insect the grass
The grass the bear
In time.
Meanwhile
It is
Still coming and going
Still sharing.
Taking and giving.
Watching.
They are there
They see it
But they do not know
They do not tell its story.
Meanwhile
I am not there
I am longing
I am here
From here to there in time
Meanwhile still-
Taking and giving
It is
Still.
I am there
I see them.
They are not there.
I see them.
I hear their story
Through it.
I see them
Sharing and giving
Like it
From its example
Potlach.
Copyright ©
pnwcoffee
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2011-09-18 18:31:54]
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Re: Ozette Or Somewhere North
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by emystar on
Monday, 19th September 2011 @ 03:29:37 PM AEST
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Welcome to YPDC.
Very creative writing.
blessings,
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Re: Ozette Or Somewhere North
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by FlintHunter on
Monday, 26th September 2011 @ 02:11:41 PM AEST
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'Ozette Or Somewhere North' is a unique and engaging poem. I don't think it shows any 'roughness' whatsoever; or if one percieves such, then that roughness might well be the roughness of camping out in the wilderness. A rough proposition, to be sure. I am particularly fond of the style -- how words and themes repeat: that is what makes for form. Such repetition of themes is like HOME -- in any composition; how ironic to find it so visible in a poem about backpacking!
--FlintHunter
Contributed by pnwcoffee on Sunday, September 18 2011 @ 18:31:54 AEST
Topic: Poetry that Tell a Story
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