* * * Moment Is Eternity * * * Texas Max King
Texas Max King
Last Stop
Train is at the station
vacant desert town
coming here to see me
thunder whistles blow
vultures hug a phone pole
moon lamp lights in gray.
Engineer keeps smiling
conductor shoves a door
miles and miles of iron
tracks to move, tracks long gone
at the station platform
kiss me
train roll on.
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4-8-2002
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Texas Max King, 2002
Art, Poetry & More web page:
http://www.pstx.com/maxking.htm
Lmdelsanto
The spaces between the lines give meaning to the poem --the loneliness-
It is as if you could sing this poem, also I see a whole scenario that develops
with imagination..
. And a kiss is a moment of eternity as I see it...
Am I right, Max?
Angel
>Subject: * * * Moment Is Eternity * * * Texas Max King
>From: "Texas Max King" max...@pstx.com
>Date: 4/7/02 11:19 PM Eastern Daylight Time
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Texas Max King
"Lmdelsanto" <lmdel...@aol.com> wrote in message
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> This one is interesting,...
> The spaces between the lines give meaning to the poem --the
loneliness-
>
> It is as if you could sing this poem, also I see a whole scenario that
develops
> with imagination..
>
> . And a kiss is a moment of eternity as I see it...
> Am I right, Max?
. . . thanks Angel,
. . . i was bee z
with the 'poetry appreciation' thread on misc.writing,
not all writers are always inspired it seems.
The conversation thread isn't much diferent than in any other ng,
funny?
you're right on with it having a lyrical quality,
as I was writing it, I could feel that it could be
easily sung using line end repetition.
I tried to give it the feel of the lonely praire
and the desolation of a single train station
across mile of tracks of barren.
Similar to our own journeys in life
and our own personal 'desolation' stations . . .
waiting for that next train to come along
when we find the magic romantic kiss on the station platform
and finding our 'eternal moment' on the lone road
of the rails of life.
To have the impact of that moment
it has to be 'minimalist'. Simple in it's
imaginative power (a gray moon, lamplights at a train station, a tp
vulture),
yet also simple in its' 'living for the moment' scenario . . .
Realistic and romantic, in a magically imaginative moment on the
arrival
of a dream lover . . . in an otherwise
bleak and lonely environment.
Again much like our own quest for
realism and romanticism.
. . . in a sometimes bleak world,
we still find time for dreams,
and imaginative interpretations
of the truths of lifes' realities.
We need that dreamworld to make our
fantasies come true, in an otherwise tough life.
I was hoping to capure the dynamic
between realism, romanticism, fantasy
and simplicity in a lightly rhymed, lyrical verse.
The stanza's are traditionally balanced,
and the rhyme and meter,
though not strictly adhering to traditional formating,
are none the less, 'traditionaly balanced' with a subtle
dramatic break between free verse
and rhyme.
. . . the double spacing was a fluke
of the MS Outlook formatting,
but it seemed to work on the electronic screen page.
Thanks again for listening.
and for reading with your insight.
. . . maybe we'll see it on MP3 this summer . . .
-Max (with better things to do than swat flies in
other ng's.
but somebodys' got to keep
the
pests at bay)