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An Insistent Knocking

Rating: 4.8
Life, said the old poet
is an insistent knocking
on doors that won't open
into houses
that won't be there
by the time
they do.

So relax, stop knocking,
sit on the stoop
in front of the house
that won't be there.

Soon enough
the owner,
the houseless owner,
must exit,
looking for a new house,
a new way through,
and you'll find
he doesn't look any better than,
or different from,
you.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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COMMENTS
* Sunprincess * 30 May 2014
.............a marvelous poem.....and congratulations on member poem of the day...enjoyed...
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Nathan Coppedge 30 May 2014
An admirable poem. Thank you. And I invite anyone to visit my poems on this site (link on my profile) . Abstract, urban idealism.
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Jasbir Chatterjee 30 May 2014
I liked this poem very much...in the end, I guess, everyone becomes homeless and the feeling of being at home is only a short-lived illusion...
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Gajanan Mishra 30 May 2014
looking for a new house, I like it, thanks.
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Smoky Hoss 31 October 2013
Be careful he doesn't run you over on his way out...
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Leslie Philibert 30 May 2013
Great! all the comments fit, one of the best poems on this site
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Howard Leek 30 May 2013
Made me really think, enjoyed the poem especially as you can read however many times and not get bored of thought. cheers
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Babatunde Aremu 30 May 2013
Very philosophical and nice. Life is transient
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Captain Cur 30 May 2013
Loved the poem. I believe doors were made to keep us in, not out.
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Virtually flawless stanzaic structure & cadence highlights and fuels this fine display of contemporary free verse. Close-out line speaks volumes & delivers with poetic power...~FjR~
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