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The Lanyard

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The other day as I was ricocheting slowly
off the blue walls of this room
bouncing from typewriter to piano
from bookshelf to an envelope lying on the floor,
I found myself in the 'L' section of the dictionary
where my eyes fell upon the word, Lanyard.
No cookie nibbled by a French novelist
could send one more suddenly into the past.
A past where I sat at a workbench
at a camp by a deep Adirondack lake
learning how to braid thin plastic strips into a lanyard.
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Monday, May 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mother
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COMMENTS
Charlotte Harrell 06 July 2020
I'm onboard for your poetry Mastercourse; these are the first two of your poems I have read. The Lanyard and The Iron Bridge. Both poems make me glad I took the course. I feel sure we can talk, now.
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destiny 19 November 2018
why did you change spacing and words? it was beautiful the way it was
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Saber Athena 12 August 2018
It lets me feel very emotional about this Poem when it talked about the part where the mother had taken care of the author and through this poem, I leaned that mother’s love is very nice to all the kids who were/was their children.
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janet egan 11 August 2018
I loved the poem, reminds me of the daisy chains we made and gave as presents. Any present given to a Mother is appreciated for the love given rather than the value of the gift.
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Karin 22 May 2018
brought me tears and laughter, thank you!
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aunt aungie 24 January 2018
i tested her loloololl
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paper 23 January 2018
dont test me angiedont test me angiedont test me angiedont test me angiedont test me angiedont test me angiedont test me angie
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shut up 13 January 2018
this is boring and annoying and nobody really cares that much about a poem
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Joseph Pedulla 15 December 2017
I no more believe he thought a gift of a lanyard made them even than I believe he made the lanyard on Mars. No child has such thoughts. Collins does not tell the truth. Children give things to their mothers to make them happy, not to keep an account even, a thought that has never crossed the mind of a single child since the dawn of creation- except for Collinsized children, I guess. God! Tell the truth about us! ! !
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Saber Athena 12 August 2018
The author was only trying to say that he his trying to say that that he is finding a way to repay his mother’s love.
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Larry Lynch 11 December 2015
rueful is the perfect word. And as an aside, now we know that Billy Collins plays piano, or at least has one in his studio. The poem also shows the process of finding poetic ideas randomly, a cool concept for teaching students to seek out where poems hide.
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