Einstein might’ve enjoyed
our fiftieth grad year reunion—
to sit with us, joke and guffaw
in a place between then and now, where
minutes like pearls tumble unclasped
from the choke-hold of calendar law.
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Lyrical Intervention
margaretmaryjoyce 
Fabulous poem. How do you do it Margaret?
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Hi Marilyn, Thanks for your kind remarks! A poem just sort of grows out of an emotional response I have to something or someone, that’s meaningful. I contemplate the feeling for a while and stay receptive for any words that might come. Then I move them around on a page in different groupings until I’m pleased with how they look, feel and sound. Try it! You’ll enjoy it!!
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I wrote a poem once and achieved it exactly the way you described. Might try again when the moment presents itself.
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That’s pretty cool If you can remember it now, maybe it’d be possible to revisit the emotion too..
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Hello, Margaret…having attended my 50th a couple of years ago, I appreciate the undeniable influence of “calendar law.” Sweet poem…
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Hello Bill, Thanks for your words!! You’ve just made my day! Best wishes to you!!
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