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Return 16.11.2008 16:43:9 GMT Return (June 1991) I I awake at 9 a.m. to the sound of the rain and can't get back to sleep again. So I sit on the porch and watch the puddles form, watch the black bird bathing in the rain. Some would call this a portent; Blackbird, grey cloud, chill teasing rain... But I know better than to look at the future like that. I don't look at it at all. I have this day to listen to the rain as it cleanses my world washes it clean again. ~~~~~~~~~~ II Later on that day I find you blowing bubbles. Like the bubbles in puddles I know that they are good. They float away with the clouds, just wandering, No place particular to go. And I can go too. You say you find four-leaf clovers as we walk you home. You share your luck. It comes off in your hand. And in your lips I feel myself going with the bubbles and the clouds and returning with the rain. ~~~~~~~~~~ III Soldiers have been coming home for days. Students are returning their books. Much knowledge passes through these walls. Many deaths for dollars have kissed this year. But I can only die to myself time and again. Today I only live to hear the music play, to feel the wind and the rain coming down to explore the world within whatever makes us who we are you and I and wherever we can go... ~~~~~~~~~~ IV I have no fear of darkness of lightning and of rain. Although the storm is violent all becomes clean again. ~~~~~~~~~~ copyright1991anthonybaldwin written June 1991, Purdue University-West Lafayette, IN) Firewater 16.11.2008 16:41:58 GMT The Firewater I. Sometimes it is hinted at in whispers. Breezes. The wide-eyed cattle who cling side by side, flank to flank bawling at first and loudly and then silent know. It is the pressure. They feel it When there is not yet a cloud They smell it in the air like the tell-tale smell of liquor on the breath. They smell it and they know. The breezes hint more strongly the air becomes colder by degrees until we, too, begin to huddle for warmth. We smell it, too. We feel it now. A drop...not to worry. And this is the beginning of the flood. II It always starts slowly Pitter patter....children scatter to find shelter leaving their games behind. Helplessly herded and hushed. Hide-and-seek no more. Bawling, clinging to Mother's side and searching in her eyes which reflect only the grey approaching and coldness. Some would say we should have seen it coming In their restlnessness. And some would blame them. Regardless, it comes. Slowly. The Firewater! III The winds whimpering winds to a wail and alarming drops tear into, onto, over... Pitter patter...doesn't matter We tell ourselves Surely it will pass. but the gutters now are overflowing. Now the windows are blurred We fear and we can't reach out to wipe them dry. The gutters are overflowing the firewater pushes, tears, shoves Throwing up from the gutter here and there a dead leaf. Soaked. It begins to become apparent that our Mother impermeable Nature is not always kind. and the windows are blurred. The windows are closed to keep the storm out to keep us from the storm's screams, or perhaps we don't want the neighbors to see us cowering like cattle flank to flank. but now, of course, we can't see outside. The windows are bleary. We want to hide and seek but We can't see past the tearing rain. We can't see the playground. We want our games. IV. Perhaps it is then that we realize Walls are useless, windows blinding and a roof no protection. We look again to Mother, Searching her eyes to see only the grey. She struggles angrily with the storm. Storm opposing storm wind on wind Jetstream and breath rain opposing ice searching her eyes to see Only stormy reflections. what now (?) We look for a father. Father lies in the grasp of the storm. We fear and we can't reach out We fear that he shall be driven by the wind and tearing rain like so many leaves, soaked. Driven until he lies like so many dead Leaves in stagnant puddles Tossed, broken, and soaked to lie where the wind can no longer lift like leaves. Soaked. Leaves. Left, Mother has blown away. Impermeable. The wind whispers now. Screaming left to children. V. Orphaned, now the storm is over Bawling calves wander restlessly heads down finding stagnant reflections in sterile puddles searching for mothers and dry ground. We breathe deeply, now the storm is gone. We fill our lungs, and eyes. We find a sterile world. We breathe the sterile air and shield our eyes from stagnant reflections in sterile puddles. We, homeless, search as well. Until We find a father's charred body Drowned, But as the grey subsides A reflection in the skies Reminds us of the wondring eyes of a father. A reflection of a father. A reflection of a father. A reflex... I suppose it is a reflex. No...a dance...of degrees. By intense effort slowly, clumsily, eagerly by degress by the call of some divine voice (like Lazarus) and as we watch in awe Father comes forth. Father regains life. The stagnant water drains. A new life begins. copyright1992anthonybaldwin
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SCHOOLS Purdue University Location: West Lafayette, IN View Status: Alumni Attended: 1987 - 1991 Major/Focus: English Education University of Connecticut Location: Storrs, CT View Status: Alumni Graduated: 1996 Degree: Bachelor's Degree Major/Focus: English Literature Clubs: Karate club