Staircase Recognition Comments
Someone greeted me at the stoplight last night. I scanned the traffic for the source of voice. I walked past the idling vehicle, did not look closely, spoke the pleasantry 'drop by.'
Twilight does funny things with faces. Her hair so different from an earlier time. I let myself forget a fawn that once had once taken alarm. I had dropped my book off at her workplace, on an awkward whim, but only as fuel for walking. Maybe. I was simply eager to share my words; no intentions were intended.
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Anomie, also spelled anomy, in societies or individuals, a condition of instability resulting from a breakdown of standards and values or from a lack of purpose or ideals.........thus spake Google! (to be continued) ...
Those guys who write definitions are real wordsmiths. I share your appreciation for what they do. There is so much amazing self-digestion of language in a dictionary! I should put a dictionary next to the toilet, but I'm usually preoccupied.
i recognise faces but am terrible with names(not a product of ageing) and my diffident nature hasYou do get often precluded me from following up a surprise encounter with a face from the past. You do get a feeling of regret and self-imposed isolation. It's one of the most interesting poems I've read in a long time, Denis.
I am glad you picked up on the feeling. I used to wonder about the phrase STAIRCASE WIT. When the title of this poem popped into my head, I realized that I already had a tentative understanding. I saw an image of myself: a light bulb coming on in my head as I stood on a stair landing outside of the party of life.
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7/18/2025 5:09:07 PM # 1.0.0
the left my book part particularly puzzled me. i have an inkling of what this might all mean. the topics section gives me clues. but staircase? did i miss it? oh, probably some symbolism! ! let me peek at another poem here. bri :)
Your question about STAIRCASE prompted me to clarify. See my poet's comment above. As for LEAVING MY BOOK...I signed my poetry book and left it for her (at her workplace) . Later I heard she thought I was acting like a weirdo. I was embarrassed and felt like a fool, so I didn't get in touch with her again. A few weeks later, she greeted me at a traffic light while I was out walking. I didn't know what to say to her. I wasn't TRYING to write obscurely, honest!