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Sunday, February 08, 2009


old photo
I recognize
my father's silence
[First published at Temps Libre}


Blogger Ken Wagner said...

Thanks for this one, Bill. Hit home.

5:06 PM  
Blogger Lo0m said...

ho.. definitely love this one!

10:36 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Captured succinctly a place many of us know.

11:14 PM  
Blogger John McDonald said...

great one Bill

12:56 AM  
Blogger Magyar said...

Fine one, Bill. _m

3:38 AM  
Blogger Devika said...

Liked this, Bill


6:34 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Tnanks, Ken, LoOm (good to meet you), anon, John, Magyar, and Devika.

6:53 PM  
Blogger polona said...

yep... i know the feeling.
another goodie

2:12 PM  
Blogger Gillena Cox said...

i like the shift in Line 3; not at all what i expected

much love

5:10 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks, polona and Gillena.

10:54 AM  
Blogger jem said...

Nice. Sometimes I find myself shaking old photos, almost hoping I'll rattle a sound out of them, or some sort of movement in the scene - like those snowglobes that are still until you shake them.

4:21 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

Thanks for that thought, jem.

6:13 PM  
Blogger Tikkis said...

From old photos I know many people I have never met.

Most people seems to be very young also.

12:54 AM  
Blogger Gene Murtha said...

nice poem Bill & TempsLibre is still a great place to be!



6:00 AM  
Blogger Bill said...

An oldie:

old photo
my wife's face
before she knew mine

This was included in the anthology A New Resonance 5.

Thanks, tikkis and Gene. And, yes, Gene, I agree with you completely about Temps Libre.

7:18 AM  
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5:59 AM  

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