[stylist] It just came to me

Sun Jun 17 23:28:19 UTC 2012

Lynda,
You really got into this. Your thoughts on the flowers on the mantle so
enrich one's understanding of possible meanings. It reflects your experience
with gardens, seasons and flowers.
Quite amazing, as usual.
Jackie

-----Original Message-----
From: stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On
Behalf Of Lynda Lambert
Sent: Friday, June 15, 2012 9:41 AM
To: Writer's Division Mailing List
Subject: Re: [stylist] It just came to me

OK, I am just taking a short break - busy framing photographs to deliver to 
the gallery tomorrow for a photography show -Choices, Choices, Choices.  I 
wish someone else would come here, make the hard choices, and I could just 
show up at the gallery and be surprised at what someone else chose to put in

the show for me. I am down to one final choice:  Will it be _ La Virgen 
Maria le Mira_  or _El Lion de Ponce_?  My selection of _Las Damas de Ponce_

has forced me now to make this other choice.

Back to writing:  Eve's Poem

I just reread Eve's Poem again  and what really jumped out to me was the 
different seasons represented by the choice of flowers.
Lilacs are very early spring, while it is still very cold, even snowing 
outside I have them here and it is quite cold when they are in full bloom, 
one of the earliest flowrs. But the SCENT of them - OH, MY. Just to say the 
word _Lilacs_ brings the sense of SMELL into the picture she has created. 
It permeates everything, the entire house would be full of this scent.

On the other hand:
Lilacs do not stay fresh more than a day - they wilt very quickly. They are 
not a good choice of flower to bring into the house for more than a day or 
two. They become quite limp and wither and very soon the beautiful scent 
becomes rancid. They are much like Hyacinths, sweetness turns to rancid very

quickly.

Baby's Breath, Sweep Pea and Roses - Summer time. They bloom well after the 
lilacs so there is no way that the lilacs would be fresh and the others 
fresh at the same time if they are picked by someone from a garden.  No, if 
the lilacs are fresh and just brought in, that means the other flowers are 
all old ones, and most likely not from the poets own gardens.

Also when a rose dries, it does not turn brown, but it ages and still 
retains it color, but more grayed. It will dry perfectly and stay in tact 
for years. I have one such yellow rose on my shelf in the kitchen, a momento

from my brother's funeral bouquet.

I would place that rose and the baby's breath in a funeral bouquet - this is

a typical mix that you would find at any funeral display, and they dry very 
well and you can keep them for years.  The rose that is blackening, makes me

think of something toxic - it is not natural for a rose to be blackened 
unlsess something very strange has happened to it - chemically.

But, not the Sweet Pea, I think it would not dry well, but I am not certain.

I feel like the Baby's breath and Rose are froma bouquet that came from a 
florist, not a fresh picked garden bouquet.  I am definitely thinking 
FUNERAL Bouquet - not a prom or a festive occasion like an anniversary or 
birthday.

This poem makes me proufoundly sad when I read it. That has been my 
impression from the first reading. Actually, utterly sad, would be more 
accurate. Not humorous, not pleasant, and the house thought it has the 
touches of humanity, it is rather STERILE, overall.

For cans on a shelf, I immediately think of a place where people throw loose

change. A mantle is capable of holding a very heavy load usually. The cans 
were a place where people who lived there threw their change - saving up for

something in the future.  The poem definietly has a PAST, PRESENT, and 
FUTURE it in.

The future is not particularly a happy one - it is winsome yet possibly sad,

too. Reflecting on the past, and looking closely at the empiness of the 
present, the poetic "I" ends by giving the signal that all of these things 
are passing away and a shift is beginning in an entirely new direction, yet 
the feeling of hesitation there at the end.

And, I turn to go and frame _La Virgen Maria le Mira. My choice has been 
made - happy Friday everyone.

Lynda River Woman

----- Original Message ----- 
From: "Jacqueline Williams" <jackieleepoet at cox.net>
To: "'Writer's Division Mailing List'" <stylist at nfbnet.org>
Sent: Wednesday, June 13, 2012 2:07 PM
Subject: Re: [stylist] It just came to me

> Eve,
> Charming, unusual as to content, I am looking for a possible different 
> title
> to give a deeper meaning to the empty cans surrounded by flowers.
> I can smell the coffee in this immaculate house, but I want more!
> If it wrote itself, it has to be full of significance. Can't wait for 
> Lynda
> to explicate it.
> Jackie
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org [mailto:stylist-bounces at nfbnet.org] On
> Behalf Of Eve Sanchez
> Sent: Wednesday, June 13, 2012 10:13 AM
> To: Writer's Division Mailing List
> Subject: Re: [stylist] It just came to me
>
> Oops. I meant to paste it for those who have difficulty opening 
> attachments.
>
>
>
>
>
>
> Coffee Cans
>
>
> The mantel was lined with old coffee cans.
>
> No consistency.
>
> Folgers, Maxwell House, and Hills Bros.
>
> It depended on what had been on special at the time.
>
> Their lids, all on tight.
>
> Hands full of fresh lilac surrounded them.
>
> Laying in front and stuffed between.
>
> At the end of the line was a smaller can.
>
> It held the image of a peanut in a top hat.
>
> This was surrounded by sweet pea and baby's breath.
>
> Another of the cans, a red Folgers,
>
> had a single rose atop it's lid.
>
> Slightly wilted.
>
> The edges of the petals starting to blacken.
>
> The house was immaculate.
>
> Hardwood floors free of rugs or clutter.
>
> Lace on the arms of the over stuffed chairs.
>
> An afghan across the back of the couch.
>
> From the kitchen came the smell of a fresh brewed pot.
>
> A half full canister sitting on the counter.
>
> Now plastic.
>
> Plastic.
>
> Would hardly fit in when the time comes.
>
> Enjoy.
>
> On Wed, Jun 13, 2012 at 11:10 AM, Eve Sanchez <3rdeyeonly at gmail.com> 
> wrote:
>
>> He y'all. Last night, I do not know why, this poem came to me. It flowed
>> like hot coffee at a diner. (pun intended) What do y'all think? I hope 
>> you
>> enjoy. :) Eve
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