out of the loop

By JupiterMoon

Sat, 13 Jan 2024

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out of the loop

there was a time

when our homesteads

quietly gently soothed,

as they curved around us

we made circles for the flame

hearth huddled and close bound

we were arm to arm,

each with shoulders to lean against

we talked and ate together

grew together

our houses in the round,

keeping us face to face

we slept around our wheeled wall

with no need for corners

our ringed dreams,

unencumbered and fire lit

now we have needless neatness

corners and doors keep us detached

as we endure faceless boxes,

long before we withdraw in one

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Such an evocative poem, that

Permalink Submitted by D G Moody on Sat, 2024-01-13 16:00

Such an evocative poem, that recreates that age of simplicity - a wagon train, a nomadic camp, wherever our ancestors dwelt in close company, as you say 'in the round'; which contrasts with our modern angular life of isolation. And I though the last two lines were a zinger!

Dougie Moody