The one-eyed woman wants to sell me a chicken

Today I am sharing a small section of the park with a friendly squirrel, and also sharing some cheese and crackers. Oh little friend, how long will it be until another squirrel and another old man replace us? Here, have some more cheese and we’ll discuss it. 

James Lee Jobe

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I am the last Napoleonic soldier. It’s almost two hundred years later and I am still retreating from Moscow. The road is lined with white birch trees and the mud comes up to my knees. The one-eyed woman wants to sell me a chicken, and I don’t even have any clothes on. 

The Germans are going one way; I am going the other. The Russians are going still another way and waving good-by. I have a ceremonial saber. I use it to cut my hair, which is four feet long.

Charles Simic 

Old cellmates, me and these memories. We’ve passed the decades locked up here together. It was a life sentence, you see. No parole. 

James Lee Jobe

Hank Williams, So Lonesome I Could Cry

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It's the last few days of winter, but already the colors of spring are here. Green on green in different shades, plus the rainbow of flowers and new buds on the fruit trees. Something in the air reminds me of the young man I once was.

James Lee Jobe

Hank Williams, Lost Highway

A morning rain sweetens the earth. Do you smell my coffee brewing? Come on in, who knows how far away is your next friend? 

James Lee Jobe 

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THE MOTHER'S SON

When the sea sponge is lowered into a pail of water, its holes fill with water, as a man expands who lives with his mother too long. 

Once a woman's hand has lowered the sponge into the pail, the sponge turns dark, full of shadow and passion. When sons live plunged into a pail of water under the sink, they live out of sight, like Elvis. 

But when a woman's hand lifts out the sponge and squeezes it, what confessions pour out now! What sadness! The sponge turns white and loses its form. Of course it is best if the observer looks away while the water pours out. 

Robert Bly 

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