history hobbling across the cobblestones
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Lesley Anne Swanson
Lesley Anne Swanson strives to write musically, using words and images that linger, especially when read aloud. In 2016 her work was honored with the top award of the Japan Tanka Poets Society. She lives in eastern Pennsylvania. View all posts by Lesley Anne Swanson
I am an awe of the latest batch of haikus.
It's hard to visualize ''history,'' though I can see this as an apocalyptic comment on the feeble state of man's current tenure on earth.
Hi Garry, This is actually a senyru, written after a visit to Lisbon where I hobbled across the cobblestones to various historic sites. Not meant to be apocalyptic at all!
I visualized history as a community elder, moving down the street of her birth, a keeper of living history. Very nice!
Terrific encapsulation of how transportive moving through ancient physical landscapes can be.
This immediately suggested German folklore to me, Lesley – perhaps the Pied Piper of Hamelin. Then I read your comment and it made me smile, as I imagined a tourist with sore feet hobbling round a city on a guided tour! :)
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history hobbling across the cobblestones
—LESLEY ANNE SWANSON
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Ah yes, history, and cobblestones, and so many people have been hobbling. If there was technology to release the reverberations of history across common paths trod for centuries…
warm regards,
Alan
I can relate to this one from a personal point of view so well. I've hobbled through many ancient places in pursuit of historical knowledge with an aging body and feet. So well written, Lesley.
Terrific encapsulation of how transportive moving through ancient physical landscapes can be.