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Ariel, I am on a wheatfree diet, that complicates things.
I read your poem again and the words sink deep into my heart... the silence falling like dropping stones... what a line!
this is obviously very heartfelt, and i dare not open the floodgates, because this would be too painful. I feel for you and the many others that suffered the terrible losses, and the waiting in vain. it is so beautifully expressed.
So you make your bread every day, that does sound yummy.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 10:58 AM
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Marieclaire
Don't buy that shop bread! Make it! It's so easy. Send you the recipe fo delicious oat bread and rolls, if you like.
Gotta go again, but I'll drop into your blog later.
Hasta Tarde!
el Tel
posted by
ariel70
on November 4, 2006 at 4:12 AM
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Ariel leave me some bread for breakfast...
Darn, I did forget to buy bread, and I have just been to the supermarket grrrr. Zut alors. no pan por manana, sera sin pan
un dia largo como un dia sin pan...
I used to love the Picaresque stories, and Antonio Federica Machado, Federico Garcia Lorca, used to be my favourite one poem was about un liebre...such a long time ago.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 2:48 AM
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Ariel go give your dough a good thump!
It will make you feel better. I don't like Blair or Bush but I will shot around here for saying this...I just keep out of politics, I love people and I am interested in their plight but not from a politic point of view, I appreciate that you can add a historical backdrop, I am glad you can, because i can... ummm that bread smells good! If you want chocolate, come to my blog...it will make you smile.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 2:24 AM
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Marieclaire
Just dropped in while my bread's rising.
Can't remember? That's what Google's for, silly!!!
For me, I like to paint the small personal tragedies on the broader brush strokes of history.
Aha! So, you're a bit of a voyeur, eh?
Guy Fawkes Night ; huh! if it was now, we'd be mourning that he didn't succeed! The Blair Thing ought to have a bomb put under him ; him, and all the other corrupt, inept, dictatorial and mind numbingly incompetent cretins in the Houses of Parliament.
Boy, I really enjoyed that! Gotta go an' give my bread a good pounding now.
posted by
ariel70
on November 4, 2006 at 2:12 AM
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I have trouble getting my head around history
I just cannot remember simple facts. I am terrible, I prefer the social human aspects of history.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 1:00 AM
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It looks like my backfence is on fire, and the place sounds like a war zone... all for a good cause of course.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 12:58 AM
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Ariel speaking of history, I am watching the Guy Fawkes fireworks
through my backfence, the neighbours are letting them off, free show for me. I took photos through the bedroom window...quite a technical feat! I am no great spy.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 12:57 AM
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marieclaire again
I forgot. I put those keywords in my posts for those who wish to learn more.
posted by
ariel70
on November 4, 2006 at 12:08 AM
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marieclaire
Did me the world of good, my dear! Got the old juices running again!
I am always ambivalent about people's lack of knowledge of history ; on the one hand we must always be aware of past evils, but forgetting is a natural and necessary attribute for survival.
It would be a pretty dismal life if we were contantly harping on about who did what a century ago, but our remembrance of them ought to be sufficiently strong to preclude their recurrence.
That we still agonise about past wrongs done in our name is a heartening indication of our moral progress.
posted by
ariel70
on November 4, 2006 at 12:07 AM
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Ariel I hope you are feeling better after your little outburst!
You are very knowledgable and I respect and admire your talent. I need to read your post more carefully, and l would learn a lot. I have heard plenty of first hand accounts of the second World War and some of WWI, of course but I don't know my history very well, I am afraid.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 4, 2006 at 12:02 AM
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Really good heartfelt stuff, El Tel.
Nice to have this kind of material in the poetry section, especially from someone who was around at the time of WWII. We are lucky to have your poems - keep them coming.
posted by
Antonionioni
on November 3, 2006 at 5:16 PM
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I've never walked in the "waiting" shoes
but it must be so terribly difficult. You described the highs of hope and the lows of fear very well.
posted by
Troosha
on November 3, 2006 at 3:13 PM
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Rumored
Thank you.
Italy! That was in it's way almost as futile as Gallipoli and Salonika in WWI, 'cos there really was little need to go slogging up Italy inch by inch, marking the " progress" with human mileposts.
Had the but heeded Liddell Hart's dictum that " The long way round is often the quickest way home " much slaughter on both sides might have been avoided.
That's besides reducing priceless mediaeval building to rubble.
posted by
ariel70
on November 3, 2006 at 3:10 PM
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ariel, I continue to wish I had had ONE CHANCE to meet the uncle I'm
named after whose B17 was shot down in W.W.2..he never came home....my father-in-law did, and has shared some harrowing stories of his march through Italy..I'm looking forward to your posts ahead..
posted by
Rumor
on November 3, 2006 at 2:59 PM
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Well now you know.
Thanks for your offer of support, the people at blogit and in real life have been very kind to me, and your kind thoughts are very much appreciated. I happen to be a believer and that helps a lot, but I welcome friendships from all walks of life, all creeds all countries...there is always more room in my heart for friendship. I don't like to draw on people's sympathy all the time, but now and again I feel the need to tell others.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 3, 2006 at 2:05 PM
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Marieclaire
No, I had no idea!
I am so very, very sorry, Marieclaire. If I were a believer, I would pray for you, but all I can do for you is to keep you in my thoughts.
That, and to offer you my friendship and whatever support I am able to give you at the great distance that separates us.
posted by
ariel70
on November 3, 2006 at 1:50 PM
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Ariel I do my best,
I don't always feel like laughing though but I try...(you do know about me losing my son...?).
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 3, 2006 at 1:45 PM
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Marieclaire
Thank you. Indeed we have a duty to continue to laugh, for as you so rightly say, they would not have it otherwise.
Who but a total misanthrope would bequeath a legacy of permanent sorrow to a loved one?
posted by
ariel70
on November 3, 2006 at 1:22 PM
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this is very poignant and so real!
That merry laugh, heard just now,
from the man in the checkout line :
maims the souls of those who wait ;
for thus did the loved one laugh.
I know that feeling all too well, it took me a long time to join the land of the living let alone the laughing, I am sure it is just as hard for those left behind, I can vouch for that. Despite the sadness, we can still find reason enough to laugh, for our loved ones did laugh and we should carry their laughter in our heart as a legacy they left behind for us.
posted by
marieclaire66
on November 3, 2006 at 1:14 PM
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