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I feel old and useless
Too much pain inside and
From the world
Like the Quixote, then,
I might read too many romances
Find a pink horse
And ride off into windmills
Any Panzas wishing to apply
Will have ‘til my departure
For an interview
C L Couch
photograph by Cathy Birdsong Dutchak
(gratefully) used with kind permission
https://wanderessence.com/, where she is blogging now
https://catbirdineurope.wordpress.com/2013/07/06/a-morning-with-the-windmills-in-consuegra/, attribution (link) for the windmill image
in search of a thousand cafés (her blog title that grabbed me)
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July 5, 2018 at 11:28 am
I love this poem, Christopher. You capture so well the pains of aging, both from within and without, and the dreams of romance and adventure as epitomized by Don Quixote and Sancho Panza. The decrepit windmill in the picture is the perfect accompaniment.
Thanks for all the links to my blog! Now I would love to link this post to mine to publish tomorrow that is an ongoing poetry invitation related to travel. I think this one definitely fits the bill. I’m going to go ahead and link it. If you’d prefer not, please let me know by the end of today. I really love it! 🙂
July 5, 2018 at 9:55 pm
Cathy, Thank you for reading and for your response! You’ve made my day, my week, my summer. I’m delighted that you’ll share the link to the poem. Really, your response is close and telling. And I’m relieved you like your picture there.
July 6, 2018 at 11:10 am
I love the poem, Christopher. You are really talented. I look forward to reading more! And the picture is perfect with the poem. 🙂
July 6, 2018 at 9:35 pm
Hi Christopher. Sorry about the speakers pain, his or her sense of pain with each waking, I can understand his or her need to want to be free and in places where pain and suffering or non-existent. Sorry, I’ve been scarce. Always glad to see you’re still writing. That’s always a good sign.