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--></style></head><body lang=EN-US link=blue vlink="#954F72" style='word-wrap:break-word'><div class=WordSection1><p class=MsoNormal>I like Mr. Moors’ pom.</p><p class=MsoNormal>The 40’s were perhaps my favorite period in American cultural uniqueness and definition.</p><p class=MsoNormal>Things were viewed as just get the job done and enjoy life and effort and teamwork were amazing.</p><p class=MsoNormal>I found his poem Colorful and tidy and yet emotional.</p><p class=MsoNormal>A nice expression and how my parents may have spoken during that period in our history if they were musing poetic.</p><p class=MsoNormal>In my old life we had a motto “keep it simple stupid”.</p><p class=MsoNormal>This is hard for me to do when writing and trying to use analogy or image without sounding pompus, fluffy or just obvious; Nice short work by Mr. Moore!</p><p class=MsoNormal>Richard R. Thomas (Rick USA)</p><p class=MsoNormal>Sent from <a href="https://go.microsoft.com/fwlink/?LinkId=550986">Mail</a> for Windows</p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><div style='mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-top:solid #E1E1E1 1.0pt;padding:3.0pt 0in 0in 0in'><p class=MsoNormal style='border:none;padding:0in'><b>From: </b><a href="mailto:stylist@nfbnet.org">Ann Chiappetta via Stylist</a><br><b>Sent: </b>Friday, December 30, 2022 5:59 PM<br><b>To: </b><a href="mailto:stylist@nfbnet.org">Writers' Division Mailing List</a><br><b>Cc: </b><a href="mailto:anniecms64@gmail.com">Ann Chiappetta</a><br><b>Subject: </b>Re: [Stylist] a poem</p></div><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Hi Chris-<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>I took the last stanza to be the link back to the first part of the poem wherein he mentions the tree branches. This is a creative tool often used to end the poem. Not sure what it is technically called but I call it circling back so the theme of the poem ends as strongly as it begins. This is why I liked it so much, it is like the final notes of a song that stays with you even when the note fades away.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Best,<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Annie<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><div><p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'>Ann M. Chiappetta, M.S.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'>Making Meaningful ConnectionsThrough Media <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>914.393.6605 USA<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><a href="mailto:Anniecms64@gmail.com"><span style='color:#0563C1'>Anniecms64@gmail.com</span></a><o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>All things Annie: <a href="http://www.annchiappetta.com"><span style='color:#0563C1'>www.annchiappetta.com</span></a> <o:p></o:p></p></div><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><div><div style='border:none;border-top:solid #E1E1E1 1.0pt;padding:3.0pt 0in 0in 0in'><p class=MsoNormal><b>From:</b> Stylist <stylist-bounces@nfbnet.org> <b>On Behalf Of </b>Chris Kuell via Stylist<br><b>Sent:</b> Friday, December 30, 2022 2:12 PM<br><b>To:</b> 'Writers' Division Mailing List' <stylist@nfbnet.org><br><b>Cc:</b> ckuell@comcast.net<br><b>Subject:</b> Re: [Stylist] a poem<o:p></o:p></p></div></div><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Hey Annie,<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>I really enjoyed this poem—thanks for sharing.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>I’ve read it a few times now, and for me personally, I don’t think the last stanza adds anything. But obviously it did to the poet. For me, ending with “and will go on happening forever.“ is a better ending.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>What do you all get from the last bit?<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Happy new year,<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Chris<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><a href="http://www.chriskuell.com"><span style='color:#0563C1'>www.chriskuell.com</span></a><o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><div><div style='border:none;border-top:solid #E1E1E1 1.0pt;padding:3.0pt 0in 0in 0in'><p class=MsoNormal><b>From:</b> Stylist <<a href="mailto:stylist-bounces@nfbnet.org"><span style='color:#0563C1'>stylist-bounces@nfbnet.org</span></a>> <b>On Behalf Of </b>Ann Chiappetta via Stylist<br><b>Sent:</b> Friday, December 30, 2022 12:27 PM<br><b>To:</b> 'Writers' Division Mailing List' <<a href="mailto:stylist@nfbnet.org"><span style='color:#0563C1'>stylist@nfbnet.org</span></a>><br><b>Cc:</b> Ann Chiappetta <<a href="mailto:anniecms64@gmail.com"><span style='color:#0563C1'>anniecms64@gmail.com</span></a>><br><b>Subject:</b> [Stylist] a poem<o:p></o:p></p></div></div><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>The Need Is So Great<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Jim Moore - 1943-<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Sometimes I just sit like this at the window and watch<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>the darkness come. If I’m smart, I’ll put on Bach.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>I’m thinking now of how far it always seems there is to go.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Maybe it is too easy that I speak so often<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>of late last light on a December day,<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>of that stubborn grass that somehow still remains green<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>behind the broken chain link fence on the corner.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>But the need is so great for the way light looks<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>as it takes its leave of us. We say<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>what we can to each other of these things,<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>we who are such thieves, stealing first<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>one breath and then the next. Bach, keep going<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>just this slowly, show me the way to believe<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>that what matters in this world has already happened<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>and will go on happening forever.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>The way light falls on the last<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>of the stricken leaves of the copper beech<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>at the end of the block is something to behold.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Copyright © 2022 by Jim Moore. Originally published in Poem-a-Day on December 30, 2022, by the Academy of American Poets.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Jim Moore<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>Jim Moore was born on June 22, 1943, in Decatur, Illinois. He began writing in the mid-1960s and received his bachelor’s degree at the University of Minnesota and his master’s degree from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. His poetry collections include Prognosis (Graywolf Press, 2021), Underground: New and Selected Poems (Graywolf Press, 2014), Invisible Strings (Graywolf Press, 2011), and Lightning at Dinner (Graywolf Press, 2005).<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'>Ann M. Chiappetta, M.S.<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal align=center style='text-align:center'>Making Meaningful ConnectionsThrough Media <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>914.393.6605 USA<o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><a href="mailto:Anniecms64@gmail.com"><span style='color:#0563C1'>Anniecms64@gmail.com</span></a><o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal>All things Annie: <a href="http://www.annchiappetta.com"><span style='color:#0563C1'>www.annchiappetta.com</span></a> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal> <o:p></o:p></p><p class=MsoNormal><o:p> </o:p></p></div></body></html>