Thursday, March 10, 2016

Poem of the Day: “Atop the Hill, Where We Laughed Together” by David Pring-Mill, Frequent Contributor and Poet of the Week

Songs of Eretz Poetry Review is pleased to present “Atop the Hill, Where We Laughed Together” by David Pring-Mill, a Songs of Eretz Frequent Contributor and this week’s Poet of the Week.  A biography of the poet may be found in the “About Our Editor & Frequent Contributors” section.

Atop the Hill, Where We Laughed Together
David Pring-Mill

We took a little ferryboat over,
Then I made big strides up a green hill
and she scrambled along, after me
in her little flat shoes, with that light
skirt, and at the top of the hill
with the view, she swung
one dainty hand around
the metal flagpole, waved at me
with the other,
still holding
a small tea,
and I took a picture,
and later, decided:

Love makes places feel alive.

This memory I hold.
She said:
"If you refuse to accept
that you are loved,
Then in a way
You are betraying
the love of those people
who really love you…
I don't know
how to put it into words,
But it is wrong,
To not accept it."

Poet's Notes:  This was something that happened exactly as depicted, and I wrote it on a summer night. Sometimes poetry emerges naturally from day-to-day living, without any crystallizing intent.

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