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Small Talk

You ask how I am

and I say ‘fine’

I ask how you’re doing

and you say ‘well’

then we cling to the threads

of other people’s lives

on opposite sides

of a room

much smaller

for the clouds now moving in

and though we never broached the weather

I think it’s going to rain

tonight.

 

 

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Ged Thompson

Sun 23rd Dec 2012 01:59

I love you and your poem XXXXX

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Harry O'Neill

Sun 11th Nov 2012 22:30


Isobel,
yOUR REASON FOR KEEPING IT AS IS ARE
SOUND.

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Laura Taylor

Thu 8th Nov 2012 12:51

Another new one! On a roooolllll!

Clever, succinct, very different from previous form. Good poem - enjoyed.

Took me years of self-tuition to learn small talk, as it goes. Couldn't understand how people opened their mouths and said...nothing.

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Ray Miller

Wed 7th Nov 2012 22:05

for the clouds now moving in - I'd have preferred summat clearer, simpler
now the clouds are moving in

I liked the poem, nice title.

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Graham Sherwood

Tue 6th Nov 2012 11:22

Isobel, you know what I would say. Don't change it.
As for paring it there is some fat but in the hesitant atmosphere of the situation here, one can often overuse words in a nervous sort of way, ergo leave the fat in.
I like this style for you.

best wishes, Graham.

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Isobel

Mon 5th Nov 2012 22:00

Thank you Harry - your suggestions work well also.

I wanted to stick with 'on opposite sides' cos I think it infers better the deliberate positioning one might make to avoid an awkward social situation - also the gulf that can open up between two people.

You've put your finger on the one part of the poem I agonised over - the positioning of that 'now' :) I can hear what you are saying but I'm starting to wonder if the poem is not just stronger taking the word out - I suppose the now is implicit and it does ruin the flow a bit. Oh the agonies of poetry - a lot of people would think this a simple poem - but I did spend some time thinking about it LOL.

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Harry O'Neill

Mon 5th Nov 2012 21:43

Isobel,
Excellent example of less saying more with delicate restraint...and what a perfect ending.

It`s so good I`m tempted: (lines 7,8,9,10...)

What if they read:

from opposite sides
of a room
now much smaller
for the clouds moving in

But I suggest very hesitantly

(I agree, it`s not your usual style)

darren thomas

Mon 5th Nov 2012 17:11

An obvious change in style from this to, say... Chlamydia?

I enjoy poetry like this. You leave enough room for a reader.


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Tom

Mon 5th Nov 2012 15:53

Hi Isobel, really enjoyed this. Conveys so much without actually saying it out loud. Thanks for sharing. T.

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Anthony Emmerson

Mon 5th Nov 2012 02:27

The most important words in this poem are those you so eloquently don't use. :)

Regards,
A.E. x

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Francine

Sun 4th Nov 2012 20:06

Beautifully said - love it - completely : )

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Greg Freeman

Sun 4th Nov 2012 19:42

This is a fine poem, Isobel, that says a hell of a lot in just a few lines. That thing about the weather is clever, too.

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Isobel

Sun 4th Nov 2012 18:52

Thanks for your comments everyone.

Yes Chris, I could probably have made it sparser and made a neater point about small talk. I don't think I could have made it sparser and also got across the mood and mental images I wanted to create though.

Cathy's comment says it all for me, in not many words - huge small talk. :)

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Chris Co

Sun 4th Nov 2012 18:18

I was surprised by the relative sparseness of the language. Sparse-ish short-ish, neat, implied yet accessible.

Good to confound expectations with differing styles now and then. Far more interesting than a certain red wheelbarrow imo.

Could the poem be tighter, truly sparse and still retain its essence? I think it could, with some work. But either way - Enjoyable -

Best

Chris

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John Coopey

Sun 4th Nov 2012 17:38

It reminds me of the final verse of Bob Dylan's Desolation Row.
"Yes, I received your letter yesterday
About the time that the door-knob
broke
Then you ask me how I'm doing,
Is that some kind of joke?"
It's what Paul Simon called "The Dangling Conversation".

steve mellor

Sun 4th Nov 2012 11:31

'Like' is probably the wrong word, but I do find it a painfully accurate reflection of the lives of many people.
How does one get past the minutae, into a more meaningful discussion/relationship?
Who takes the first step, or are both sides of the conversation culpable?

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Cathy

Sun 4th Nov 2012 11:31

Huge small talk x

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