Revisitation
by
C.B. Anderson
Though many past
encounters beg
to be made over,
There are a few
we'd dearly love
to live again
Precisely how
they went when
fields of summer
clover
Left knees and
elbows stained.
Can I get an Amen?
Regarding old
affairs which
seem so nearly
perfect
That not one part
of them should
change, the orthodox
Judiciary renders
its oppressive
verdict:
These bygone flings
must be confined
to the black box
Of memory, never
eligible for parole
From Limbo's prison,
per the convoluted
reason,
Regret has been
the normal rule
throughout the
whole
Of human history,
and to capture
out of season
Remembered satisfactions
culled from aged
reserves
Is just perverse
-- or so they'll
have us think.
How awful,
Should anyone
presume to fray
their sober nerves
By doing what
they've solemnly
declared unlawful.
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Hit PAUSE. Rewind.
Replay. Return
to that fine day
When hope was
young and fat.
Record the scattered
thoughts
That gather on
the village green
without delay,
But segregate
the vagrant wantings
from the oughts.
©
2007
by C.B. Anderson
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About the Author
C.B.
Anderson
was the longtime
gardener for the
PBS television
series, The Victory
Garden. Many scores
of his poems have
appeared in dozens
of print and electronic
journals. His
e-chapbook, A
Walk in the Dark,
can be read on
the website of
The New Formalist
Press.
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