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Sleigh Bed
by Barbara Alfaro
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
Rated "G" by the Author.
Visiting Emily Dickinson's home in Amherst, Massachusetts. |
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After days divided into increments
of grocery lists, poetry, and baking bread,
weary and delighted, you slip into
your dark wood single bed
and feel soft linens against your skin.
Did you exchange hungry kisses
with Judge Otis P. Lord on that bed?
Or, was it sacred space where
only dreams and poems were wed?
Harvard looted everything of yours
except this sleigh bed,
its head and foot boards slanting outward,
where you lay listening and let
the hodgepodge of eternity in.
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| Reviewed by Karen Palumbo |
11/3/2009 |
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And such a beautiful, humble home it is, rich as are your endearing words...
Be always safe,
Karen |
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| Reviewed by John Flanagan |
11/3/2009 |
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Barbara,
Such real feeling here and response to the occasion. I believe that bed was a 'sacred space' an inviting 'dark wood' coffin of moods and dreams and beautiful poetry done true justice in this fine poem.
John |
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