Tuesday, June 01, 2010

Everything we know


The Tender Acre

So we chat about love and relationships and the small
sacrifices one makes for another and we agree that we
each already have the answers to what we say we don’t
yet know and that what really slows us is the willingness
to take action based on what we already know, how fear
or comfort keeps us from banishing the compromises
we hold ourselves hostage to like those pretty roses one
sees tied at the end of grapevine rows that serve not as
decoration but as enticement to whatever ravages blight or
pestilence might visit upon the tender acre that would keep
the heart from swelling into something wondrous and
indiminishable, all this as a man walks out of a sporting
goods store and passes by holding a shiny new rod and
reel excitedly telling it about all the great places he’s going
to take it, the quality time they’ll soon spend together as
they hurriedly round the empty corner and disappear.

We turn to look at one another as everything we think
we know bobs and submerges without a trace of ripple.

Joseph Gallo
June 1, 2010



Blogger mamie parried...

I haven't checked in lately, but as always, your posts and your photographs send me.

June 01, 2010 7:11 PM  
Anonymous aharamanx parried...

Astonishingly, spotlessly bang on. I love how this runs along, then travels back and finally stands still - right in the heart. The closing photo punctuates perfectly! You are truly amazing, Joseph.

June 04, 2010 8:36 AM  
Blogger Kyle parried...

Hey Joseph, honestly I was just reading this, like I've been reading stuff all day, hours on end submerged in words and images, until I hit the part about the man and rod and reel. That's when it reached out and hit me, how fragile and tender and beautiful is, not life, but something innocent about the soul. I don't understand what you did there, but it shocked me, left me on the verge of tears. No fair, but very well done. I needed that.

June 06, 2010 10:18 PM  
Blogger Joseph Gallo parried...

Thank you all for your kind comments and I'm happy you found something of value in this little ditty.

I don't know what I did either, Kyle, as you well know, as a poet of some renown yourself, that these things tend to write themselves.

Surprises are what make us think we can do this with enough courage, chutzpah, and raw gumption to post them up for the world to read and see.

However, I could be wrong. ;-)

June 07, 2010 10:09 AM  
Blogger billie parried...

Catching up, and as usual, there is so much here to see read and soak in. Thank you!

June 10, 2010 5:32 PM  
Blogger Jan parried...

Joseph, I just love this poem, the chalk art and fountain with its limitless reflections. Magnificent work!

June 22, 2010 9:55 PM  
Blogger Joseph Gallo parried...

Billie & Jan~ Thanks so much and you're always most welcome. Hugs to you both! Happy . . . July!!??

July 01, 2010 4:21 PM  

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