Life on the walk-ways

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    Life on the walk-ways

    I remembered you again…today

    The sun pouring its light on the dark ground

    Trees lined in the pavilion gently moving its branches

    With the spring breeze

    A scene of green, life on the walk-ways

     

    And you came to mind again                                 

    When I heard a woman’s laughter

    Like music, every note in perfect pitch

    And I listened in awe at what became your voice

    Moving through the pavilion

     

    And I smiled when your face came to memory

    It’s been so long/ hearing

    Your voice laughing in the breeze

    Making the trees move its branches

    In a dancing scene of green on this April day…                           

    Of life on the walk-ways

     

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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