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Poem for Saturday, Glenview Mansion, Distant Voices

By Carl Dennis

Just yesterday my poem lamenting the power
Of time to sweep away all trace of the beautiful
Seemed done at last, but the light this morning
Shows it to be a sketch, evidence that my vision
Cleared as I slumbered, that my sense of beauty
Grows in the night like corn or bamboo.

Maybe a poem in praise of time
Ought to be next on my agenda,
The time required for seeds to open,
For leaves to push out on tender stems.

Yesterday, the teacher didn't believe the excuse
Her student offered for missing his appointment—
A tire gone flat on the Thruway—but today
His story seems almost convincing,
Suggesting how quickly the bruise to her ego
Has begun to heal, the first small step
From the tiresome realm of insult and umbrage.

Yesterday the lover couldn't commit himself.
Today he wants to write his beloved
A check for a million dollars,
Though the time hasn't come, he admits,
For her to cash it.
Meanwhile, though he has nothing,
Whatever he has is hers.


Quickie because I have both my kids home and we are watching holiday concerts (right now it's handbells, which are pretty enough, but an hour ago it was Sting from Durham Cathedral, which was amazing). I finished up my review of Deep Space Nine's "Distant Voices" in the morning, then we went to pick up Daniel in College Park; he was not quite ready to go when we arrived, so I walked to the convenience store and admired the holiday decorations. Adam arrived home with Maddy just about when we did and hung out for a while, then went back to school for the opening night of Blast.

The rest of us had dinner with my parents (Mediterranean food, yum), then came home for the winter finale -- when did those become de rigeur, anyway? -- of Nikita, which was okay but I feel like the whole show has gotten so muddied this season that when Sean showed up I couldn't even remember why he hadn't been around or what went down between him and Alex). Now we have the aforementioned music on, Adam has gone to bed, Daniel is playing new Skyrim DLC. Here are some photos from Glenview Mansion near Croydon Creek Nature Center, which we first approached because there was an Ingress portal on the grounds!


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