30 December 2012

Alchemists



Redford and Streisand split again tonight 
in that turgid film  The Way We Were and
time has not “rewritten every line.” 
Realistic perspective shows no nonsense 
changes ducklings into swans; roses keep 
their thorns.  Miscreants like us never cease
trying, flailing, trying again; gaining 
character only when bottlenecking 
tightens us to standstill.  Separately.
Finally, we each dry tears and make gold.




Posted for "A Word with Laurie: Review" in Imaginary Garden's with Real Toads.  Reposted for "Poetry Pantry - #130" at Poets United.


Copyright © 2012 S.L.Chast




3 comments:

Laurie Kolp said...

I love The Way We Were... did you know Streisand has a new movie out?

Thanks for taking part, Susan. Happy New Year!

Susan said...

You too, Laurie. Thanks for the prompt. This has actually been revised . . . .

Kay L. Davies said...

Interesting and unusual response to the prompt, Susan. Well done.
K