Rob Hanson, They Never Call
© Rob Hanson Used With Permission
What's the Use
Put aside,
shelved, abandoned, old
gives way. Hands-
free now, we
forget how touching excites
more than memory.
© 2011 Maureen E. Doallas
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I offer this poem, in Shadorma form (six lines following the 3-5-3-3-7-5 syllabic pattern), for today's One Shoot Sunday event at One Stop Poetry, where you'll find the second of a two-part interview with North Carolina photographer Rob Hanson. Read Part 1. After reading the interview and viewing more of Hanson's photos, scroll down the page for instructions on how to contribute an original poem or piece of flash fiction to today's challenge, which uses the image shown above.
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8 comments:
Great Shadorma! "Touching excites more than memory" - so true. Thank you for sharing.
Like the double meaning here. Good one, Maureen.
reach out and touch someone had a whole different meaning once...nice write maureen. i hear good things about your book.
I like that it's short to the point and a great read. #wanttolearn thanks for the info at the bottom.
sad we have forgotten.
Gives 'hands on' experience a whole new meaning. I loved the feel of winding that crank at my grandma's house.
Fabulous --love this
I have come to love the shadorma form. You have touched the essence of the lost artifact here. Lovely poem.
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