| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Paul Lastovica on 03/22/11 at 10:00 PM one day perhaps we'll even over-throw time; that, I think, will be a sad day; perhaps joyous for a few fleeting blinks of an eye. |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 03/23/11 at 10:29 AM ...plague of time, and it is a plague and we DO bow to it. i love God and he knows i am plagued by the very time He made. such is life, eh? george. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 04/10/11 at 12:22 PM no one reaps more from his contemplative moods than you, George. you've done some fine reaping here my friend. with these words, you serve up your usual extraordinary plate upon which to contemplate. |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 05/15/11 at 03:38 AM I like the allusion to tall buildings. Having worked in downtown Dallas for 35 yrs. they have a special meaning to me, especially after 911. I have called them monuments to capitalism, but they also assert our search for meaning and importance, permanence and hope. I, like what Charlie said and love those last two lines. Thanks, man. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/27/11 at 03:31 PM I don't know how I missed this the first time through, but I'm glad to have read it and see it front and center here. Congrats, George! |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 06/27/11 at 04:42 PM I also missed this the first time around! GOod thing I saw it as POTD today! THis is some mighty fine writin' George. |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 06/27/11 at 11:09 PM those first four lines, George...exquisite! |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 07/22/11 at 04:40 PM I'm with Ken; those first four lines are devastating. The rest of the poem is also wonderful. |
| Posted by Ben Evans on 09/13/11 at 06:51 PM Just stumbled across this and loved it. Simple and direct. The first four lines are really excellent |
