.
She whittles
on a block
of solitude
until it’s gone
and pieces lie
about her feet
and slivers
bleed her hands
carving
out another poem
that only he
will understand.
.
(c) 1995, 2017 Betty Hayes Albright
Past Time – 2012 posting
October 26, 2012 by Betty Hayes Albright
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What powerful opening lines…an intriguing poem.
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Thank you, Charlie. 🙂
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Oh YES, I love this, Betty!!
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Thanks, Caddo! 🙂
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Beautiful words strong and meaningful. I love it Betty 🙂 xxxxx
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Thanks very much, Willow!
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Betty this is super duper! I love it “whittles on a block of solitude” is a fantastic line!
Hope you are feeling well 🙂
Lots of love
Christine xxxx
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Thanks, Christine –
(I’m doing a little better lately, thanks, and hope you are too. And I need to catch up with your blog once again. 🙂 )
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Beautiful idea, Betty. Ethel
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Thank you, Ethel!
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Hi Betty,
I commented on this using my IPad but now I’m on the computer I can’t see it
here! So I will go again and say that “She whittles on a block of solitude” is a fantastic line!!
Another gem!! 🙂
I hope you are feeling well
Lots f love
Christine xx
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Received both your comments, Christine – but had to approve the one from Ipad. Funny how these things work (and don’t work). Thank you again!! 🙂
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Great words! “She whittles on a block of solitude” is so very poetic – lovely poem…
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Thank you, Words from the Moon! I always appreciate your comments. 🙂
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A winner, Betty. Yet I can’t help wondering whether her assumption is justified. Perhaps she could screw up the courage to check it out?
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This old poem refers to the process of writing certain other poem(s) that were obscure (emotionally, at least) – except to the person who inspired them. Not a lack of courage but discretion. Ah, life!! 🙂
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Discretion has a certain nobility of spirit.
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So deftly carved an observation.
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Thank you very much, “happy flower”! (Sorry to be so slow in replying to your nice comment.)
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powerful poem
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Thank you, Anna!
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Interesting… you are right, I think only he would understand. But readers like me will admire the feeling. Lovely poem.
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Belladonna, thank you, I’m glad you liked it!
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Wow!
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Thanks, Fergie! 🙂
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Oh, I felt this to my core. One – another! – of my favorites!
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Thanks very much, Diane – I’m pleased you liked it!
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