Two Rows In One Shelf Poem by Douglas Scotney
Two Rows In One Shelf
Dedicated to poetry
I asked if she would steer me
Rather than row myself.
'Not a lot of demand, ' I said.
'Put it this way, ' I put into her mind,
'There's more said in those two rows
Than in the others combined.'
'Not by who I was looking for.'
'Perhaps you could try another store? '
Of all the time there's not to waste
They'll not not waste it in a poem.
Confused by negativity
I went and checked Poemhunter:
Just one poem for a lifetime
For a very very very long life.
(No Keats was Rosemary Dobson.)
'Go out and get a job, son.'
'If I work I will not write.'
'Well write, son, leave work alone.'
That's what his father said.
It's about a scarecrow and a snowman
And a figurehead on a boat.
Wait till I have a look...
...There's something to be said
For a life without a thought.
Take a midway pronunciation to rhyme 'boat' with 'thought'.
(cont.) to what is negativity referring, i wonder. Are you saying that R.D.*** only wrote/had published one poem in a long life? ? Ok, I’ve read a little about her and the answer would be no. or you shouldn’t say it. :) (cont.)
(cont.) *** Rosemary de Brissac Dobson, AO was an Australian poet, who was also an illustrator, editor and anthologist. (b.1920, d.2012) (cont.)
(cont.) To be a snowman Lost all day in deep thought, With a head full Of snowflakes And no troubles at all, With an old pipe and six buttons, And sometimes children in woollen gaiters; But mostly lonely, A simple fellow, with no troubles at all.
(cont.) A fine thing To be a figurehead With a noble brow On a ship's prow And a look to the end of the world; With the sad sounds of wind and water And only a stir of air for thinking; The timber cutting The green waves, and the foam flashing. (cont.)
(cont.) A Fine Thing To be a scarecrow To lean all day in a bright field With a hat full Of bird's song And a heart of gold straw; With a sly wink for the farmer's daughter, When no one sees, and small excursions; Returning after To a guiltless pose of indolence. (cont.)
(cont.) Again, in the last stanza, I don’t know who is speaking. Thanks for bringing, in a round-about way, R.D. poem to my attention; it is “A Fine Thing” From book: The ship of ice with other poems. Bri (: (cont.)
(cont.) The 4th stanza is ‘you and your father’? ? To Me it sounds as though it is Rosemary D. and her father, but she was a woman, it seems. writing CAN be work, and very ‘manual’ AND very ‘cerebral’. Mine is short on ‘cerebral’; it’s more ‘visceral’[in both senses of the word]. Ha ha. (cont.)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/5/2024 6:49:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
it took me a while (2 readings or 3) to comprehend what was happening and who was speaking in stanza 1, but i like it. the 2-line 2nd stanza i like quite a bit, but WHO is/are 'they'? ? (cont.)