The Eclectic Pen - Stones and Wind


By: Michael A. (cicadasounds)   + 2 more  
Date Submitted: 10/19/2008
Last Updated: 10/22/2008
Genre: Literature & Fiction » Poetry
Words: 162
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  Stones and Wind


Tears brought by many winds
Rush over the stones
Warmed or cooled
Only by the whims
Of the weather
Or the wind

The stones are cold in my heart,
the wind shapes my tears.
For even the youngest
Russian boy
Has been taught the wisdom
That men will not feel
And their eyes will not cry

So itís only stones
And itís only the wind
Filling the long days
And lonely nights
Without you


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Marta J. (booksnob) - 10/20/2008 2:39 PM ET
I am curious; in specifying a Russian boy, were you riffing off of the phrase from the prevous stanza about wind rushing over stones? In any case, this is quite nice.
Michael A. (cicadasounds) - 10/21/2008 6:54 PM ET
This actually was inspired by a brief line in a book I am reading, in which a Russian scientist admonishes a college to stop crying, for tears are only brought by the wind, and men do not cry.
Sabriena W. (hazeleyesrangeleyes) - 10/25/2008 3:09 PM ET
Wow! What's the book? Great poem.
Michael A. (cicadasounds) - 10/26/2008 4:34 PM ET
The Lamentations of Julius Marantz Author: Marc Estrin
Marta J. (booksnob) - 10/30/2008 5:22 PM ET
I've put the book on my wish list!
Sophira B. (sophiraness) - 11/5/2008 4:48 PM ET
wow...wow.
Ruth D. - 11/7/2008 1:11 AM ET
You have a far seeing heart.
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