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Now and Then (1 Viewer)

Torus34

Senior Member
I knew Greenwich Village in the mid-50's. It was a different time -- a different world from my todays, seen through different eyes. [Ed.: Torus has had lens replacement surgery for cataracts. ;-)] I prefer working in rhyme and meter. It requires that I take every word and make sure it fits properly, shoulders its weight, does its thing.

Now and Then

I look back on my Village days
so filled with life -- the many ways
we used to revel! Swords of light
arrayed against the dark of night.

Yes, we were quite another kind:
bright Knights and Ladies of the mind.
Bring on the World! Its equal, we
would conquer all that we could see.

But now my world’s grown rather thin.
I rest. I take my medicine
when it is time. My Lady sits
across the room. She hums. She knits.
 
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ritudimrinautiyal

Senior Member
I knew Greenwich Village in the mid-50's. It was a different time -- a different world from my todays, seen through different eyes. [Ed.: Torus has had lens replacement surgery for cataracts. ;-)] I prefer working in rhyme and meter. It requires that I take every word and make sure it fits properly, shoulders its weight, does its thing.

Now and Then

I look back on my Village days
so filled with life -- the many ways
we used to revel! Swords of light
arrayed against the dark of night.

Yes, we were quite another kind:
bright Knights and Ladies of the mind.
Bring on the World! Its equal, we
would conquer all that we could see.

But now my world’s grown rather thin.
I rest. I take my medicine
when it is time. My Lady sits
across the room. She hums. She knits.
So sweet. Such a lovely poem. I hope you don't mind I am smiling while reading it.

Ritu
 

Torus34

Senior Member
@dannyboy & ritudimrinautiyal:

Hi! And thank you for your kind words. Part of my prose writing 'style', if one can call it that, is an imaginary editor peering over my shoulder. He comments on this and that, but his main interest is reminding me that I'm no one special. He keeps me honest.

Regards, stay safe 'n well.
 
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