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Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Out There

By Arlene Corwin

Out there, someone
Reads your writing,
Hears your
Attracted and in sympathy;
Someone out there:
Never all.
Someone on your wavelength -
Who has depth; your kind,
Your shade of mind,
Your mental colors;
There, a cover for each pot;
There the few to love you:
So don’t care if planet’s not
Your Camelot.
You only need the few.

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Posted by Ronni Bennett at 05:30 AM | Permalink | Email this post


What a wonderful poem. It certainly strikes a chord with me.

Thanks so much. I usually send my stuff to people on my contact list. I've already gotten an unusual number of responses. It was meant to 'strike a chord'.
Now you're one one of 'the few' too.
You're so welcome to keep in touch.

Wendell Berry, a poet and writer I find wise, writes in his poem, "How to be a poet", Any readers/ who like your poem/doubt their judgement." Whether we are looking for the simpatico reader or mistrusting our readers, we writers are sensitive souls. Be nice to us.

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