Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Wonderful to Be Here, My Love


As it was many years ago, seeing 
The couple that seemed old 
To us then, wondering what it was 

He was saying as they walked 
Arm in arm round the Parthenon, 
When he squeezed her hand 

And she answered yes dear
Clearly it must have been 
A day much like this one. 



6 comments:

  1. the best reply: "Yes Dear"

    the worst reply: (silence).

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  2. Ed,

    You're right, of course, but when someone's left speechless by the sight of Athena's temple, silence is the only thing you want to hear.

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  3. Ah, the passage of time, what a joy. How would it be if we were able to live forever? To me ghastly.

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  4. With tongue (invisible) in cheek, I would reply "To me ghostly!" :0)

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  5. Beautiful poem.

    As to the question of eternal life, having just been brushed by the dark wing of mortality, a bit too unnervingly close for comfort, I'd say -- colour me bright and immortal any time, oh goddess!

    Death may indeed be the mother of beauty, but poor orphan life (animula blandula, vagula) forgot its good looks long ago anyway, Mother.

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  6. Thank you, Tom for the comment and for reminding us just how close we are.

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