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Pastimes : A Poetry Corner -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Stan who wrote (73)	9/4/1998 1:39:00 AM
From: Merritt	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 1582

I'm not exactly sure as to why I'm posting this, I guess to share the experience of something touching me. At age 59 I recently divorced my wife and left the California coast, where I had spent my entire life. Tired of the rudeness that had seemed to have taken over people, the wacky politics, and the seemingly ever-present fog, I've recently settled, perhaps that's too strong a word, in Nevada. This evening I went to the library near closing time, to pick up some light reading, and came home and opened one of the books. There was a foreward to the book that was an excerpt from Alfred, Lord Tennyson's "The Dreamer", "I am losing the light of my youth, And the Vision that led me of old, And I clash with an iron Truth, When I make for an Age of gold. And I would that my race were run; For teeming with liars, and madmen and knaves, And wearied of Autocrats, Anarchs, and Slaves, And darken'd with doubts of a Faith that saves, And crimson with battles, and hollow with graves, To the wail of my winds, and the moan of my waves I whirl, and follow the sun. (The Earth, speaking to the aging poet) I'm not a poet, but he spoke to me. Merritt

To: Stan who wrote (73)	9/6/1998 12:00:00 PM
From: epicure	Respond to of 1582

There are two movie threads that I know of- one is Flick Pics: Subject 17450 the other is Movies (what to see) Subject 21589

To: Stan who wrote (73)	10/17/1998 4:21:00 PM
From: Mephisto	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

Thanks for the film recommendation, "Kind Hearts and Coronets". I need to rent a film. I'll look for it. I like Alec Guinness very much. Here's a poem for autumn: When the Frost is on the Punkin When the frost is on the punkin and the foddler's in the shock, And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock, And the clackin' of the gujineys, and the cluckin' of the hens, And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence; O it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best, With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest, As he leaves the house, bare-headed, and goes out to feed the stock, When the frost is on the punkin and the foddler's in the shock. They's something kindo' hearty-like about the atmosphere, When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here- Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossoms on the trees, And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees; But the air's so appetisin'; and the landscape through the haze Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days Is a picture that no painter has the colorin' to mock- When the frost is on the punkin and the foddler's in the shock. The husky, rusty rustle of the tossels of the corn, And the raspin' of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn; The stubble in the furries-kindo' lonesome-like, but still A-preachin'sermons to us of the barns they growed to fill; The strawstack in the meddler, and the reaper in the shed; The hosses in their stalls below-the clover overhead!- O, it sets my heart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock, When the frost is on the punkin and the foddler's in the shock! By -JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY