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by Jane Rodway

Thursday, January 15, 2004

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Felt like something a bit different- this is based on a trip I took a few years back to one of my favorite places in Britain.

We sat on a bench
outside a small bakery,
hunger nestled in deep-

"Do you know what time
the bus leaves Carmarthen?"

I could be anywhere,
but I am here,
on this bench,
holding a bag of welsh cakes
in my hand,
unwrapping them quickly,
feeling a moist warmth
on my palm
so that I can't help
but bite one real fast-

"I want to stop at that
little bookstore on the way
back down to the bus-"

Inside I am thinking
that I loved how the building itself
seemed to curve into the road,
the hill, the mountains.
I opened the door to a small room
and felt like I was encircling myself
among its sharp corners and
piles of books-
I think of Gwyn Thomas-

"Look, a book on the Pre-Raphaelites,
I have to get it, Burne-Jones, look-"

The bell rings as we leave,
and the view from this hill
is like exhaling a dream.
The bus will be coming soon,
so we walk down the hill
to where that nice old man
sat beside his wife,

"I like it here,
I don't want to leave-"

They laugh and roll their eyes
and I wonder if they really heard
what I said with their
traveller's minds set on seeing more
castles and Oakwood Amusement Park,
untouched by the sound of the breeze
and the view from here
where nobody knows we exist-

"I could be anywhere,
but I am here-"


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Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader) 1/21/2004
"...the view from this hill is like exhaling a dream."
I love this a string of lines that are all
penned beautifully!
Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader) 1/17/2004
Right in my back yard !!

Thankyou Michelle. It's nice to see that somebody else feels the same way about the beautiful part of the world that brought this particular Jester up. Due to personal experience, I can even see exactly what you saw while in Wales. Delightful write.
Reviewed by jude forese 1/15/2004
lovely descriptive poem ...
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 1/15/2004
wonderful poem Michelle!!

Love tinka
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 1/15/2004
Wonderful travel poem, Michelle. Felt like I was there.

And, LOL LOL at Sir Andy's comments. You better go back there - quick!
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader) 1/15/2004
Great portrail of a lovely part of Britian, albe it throw a stone up and it will land on a castle, or a building over a 1000 years, great place steeped in history, and greener than anywhere, so get over here:))
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