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It is time. Time for changes. Time to open windows and let breezes of inspiration in, sweep out the echo of lingering laughter, and wipe away the stains of family, friends and Shiraz tipped by the fire. Put to sleep in their albums snapshots of a time not wasted. Pack up the waste. Set it out for prompt and permanent removal.
And while we’re at it, let’s place the breakables like India up on the shelf, careful not to bend the corners. Give the Middle East a good dusting and hang Thailand out to dry. Drip dry, please, too fragile for machines.
Europe we will leave for now. The cat continent, self-cleaning in little licks from time to time, when necessary.
Africa will remain in the attic, saved for some other time. Some tasks simply cannot be tackled at once.
Then there’s America - the dreaded basement so easily ignored until impossible- closets stacked to unrecognizable, boxes of issues too frightful to unpack, and having no real place besides.
For now leave the big things. Stack the boxes neatly in the corner for another day. Throw their concealing blankets in for a good wash, followed by a gentle but firm beating out on the line. Tough love is good for rugs and representatives.
Many chores remain as they always will, but when these few are finished we can sit back, sip a tall glass of satisfaction in the sun, and enjoy a little peace, if only for the moment. We will always have next spring, or so I am told.
Lori Boulard
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Maggie Just May
(8/17/2006 9:10:00 PM) |
The second verse takes the reader there and we don't look back. How wonderfully expressive: drip-drying Thailand, dusting off the Middle East etc. A really inspiring piece that brings a wry smile and a pleasure of the craft herein.
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Simon Whild
(11/10/2005 10:04:00 PM) |
A wonderfully written and realised conceit! Deftly written as an interior monologue that underpins the poem's deeper meaning. We will definitely have to get our house in order - Spring is already upon is, metaphorcally speaking! I loved this one!
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Ivy Christou
(11/1/2005 12:27:00 PM) |
now this was extremely well put.. It took me a while to realise that you were not meaning only tidying the house.. Clever and subtle!
HBH
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Ernestine Northover
(10/31/2005 12:46:00 PM) |
Now I did enjoy reading this one Lori, a very cleverly put together piece. It flowed beautifully, and held my attention all the way through. Well done! Sincerely Ernestine
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Sally Clarke
(10/31/2005 1:44:00 AM) |
Love this....a tidying up of one's life.
Best wishes
Sally Clarke X
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