The Poetry Corner
By Wayne J Ririe
(From NETWORK, the family newsletter,
volume 2, December 1996)
In the movie “Little Women” when
Jo is in New York she quotes a poem while in a room with a German professor.
The poem extols the city and demeans the country. The following is my
You can keep your pickled city soaking in it’s
Your teeming crowds fighting for a place.
Your lonely poor, empty-eyed staring at the walk
Screeching brakes, belching pipes, sirens in a race.
Pushes and shoves in crowded spaces; angry faces rushing nowhere,
Seeing visual heavy air.
My eagle flies above clear and clean, open sun glistening on each wing;
Dipping, soaring free of earth restraint.
My mind follows it’s race, gliding, powering
away into distant space.
Open freshness scented by God’s own grace;
faces beaming with open delight,
Fresh with morning mist and evening respite.
Expanses of meadows, lined fences, graceful trees spilling out life.
Lakes and streams rippling, rushing, resting;
Water cool and gleaming, arms of nature cuddling my soul.
Songs of birds petting my ears.
O how wonderful being alive in the country!
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