Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Louis Altman - poet and friend

Louis sent me this poem today which I would like to share with you. Thanks Louis! You are such a talent....I will be asking him a question about this poem, so check back for his comments.

THE SUITCASE
A pastiche of Moors and Iagos
We gave shelter to the sun
Upon a total eclipse
I say leave Moneypenny to her tea
Our smiles are everlasting
Our travels far and wide
Though we need not choose
Where to go.
Turn off the doubtful torchiere,
Her vacation oleander, not one small victory
But what a glorious life now and then!
The burgeoning hope of a burnished soul!
Riddle me this bramble--
Stand back poison oak--
Let her pass, a pinch of
Salt for the sun.
---for M.F.L.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi everyone,

Michelle asked me, Louis, to give her a poem for her blog, and so when something appeared in my head, I went with it. THE SUITCASE is partly inspired by my wife's mother; in part, anything I found in my brain processor. There is no hidden meaning intended, just some stuff that mean something to me, and may fortuitously resonate for someone else. Moors and Iagos are from Othello, the two main male characters; torchiere is a type of lamp popular with among others college students, and perhaps forbidden by many colleges because of fire hazard; oleander sounded nice, I had to look it up after I wrote it into the poem--I think it has red and white blossoms and some poisonous element, but is a beautiful flower. I leave the rest to each reader's imagination....thanx.

Anonymous said...

Hi everyone,

Michelle asked me, Louis, to give her a poem for her blog, and so when something appeared in my head, I went with it. THE SUITCASE is partly inspired by my wife's mother; in part, anything I found in my brain processor. There is no hidden meaning intended, just some stuff that mean something to me, and may fortuitously resonate for someone else. Moors and Iagos are from Othello, the two main male characters; torchiere is a type of lamp popular with among others college students, and perhaps forbidden by many colleges because of fire hazard; oleander sounded nice, I had to look it up after I wrote it into the poem--I think it has red and white blossoms and some poisonous element, but is a beautiful flower. I leave the rest to each reader's imagination....thanx.