...but for me,
the best part of the movie
is the ending
when the audience, rising,
relieve cramped seats,
block spent screen,
in the rush to beat the rush
towards the exit.
Violin and cello,
oboe and piccolo,
with plaintive orchestration
seal poignancy and pathos
of the theme.
Serenely seated, patience.
Clouds of credits ascend
like smoke of sandalwood
and hecatombs
up to the heavens,
inducing introspection,
a moment's meditation,
on the never ending
movie we call life.
© 2012 by G Newton V Chance
I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older
than the flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
I bathed in the Euphrates when dawns were young.
I built my hut near the Congo and it lulled me to sleep.
I looked upon the Nile and raised the pyramids above it.
I heard the singing of the Mississippi when Abe Lincoln
went down to New Orleans, and I've seen its muddy bosom turn
all golden in the sunset.
I've known rivers:
Ancient, dusky rivers.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
by Langston Hughes
the poet writes the poem;
the reader gives it life
(© G. Newton V. Chance)
Make somebody happy (© Alexander Ligertwood & Carlos Santana)
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