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    A Rainy Morning

    A young woman in a wheelchair,
    wearing a black nylon poncho spattered with rain,
    is pushing herself through the morning.
    You have seen how pianists
    sometimes bend forward to strike the keys,
    then lift their hands, draw back to rest,
    then lean again to strike just as the chord fades.
    Such is the way this woman
    strikes at the wheels, then lifts her long white fingers,
    letting them float, then bends again to strike
    just as the chair slows, as if into a silence.
    So expertly she plays the chords
    of this difficult music she has mastered,
    her wet face beautiful in its concentration,
    while the wind turns the pages of rain.

    ~ Ted Kooser ~

    (Delights & Shadows)


    Awarded the 2005 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry
    شاہ حسین جیہناں سچ پچھاتا' کامل عِشق تیہناں دا جاتا

  • #2
    Re: ~A Woman In A Wheel Chair~

    beautiful

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    • #3
      Re: ~A Woman In A Wheel Chair~

      :ff:
      شاہ حسین جیہناں سچ پچھاتا' کامل عِشق تیہناں دا جاتا

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      • #4
        Re: ~A Woman In A Wheel Chair~

        Well written poem.
        I enjoyed. :)
        u can't gain RESPECT by choice nor by requesting it... it is earned through your words & actions."

        :pr:

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        • #5
          Re: ~A Woman In A Wheel Chair~

          Originally posted by saraah View Post


          A Rainy Morning


          A young woman in a wheelchair,
          wearing a black nylon poncho spattered with rain,
          is pushing herself through the morning.
          You have seen how pianists
          sometimes bend forward to strike the keys,
          then lift their hands, draw back to rest,
          then lean again to strike just as the chord fades.
          Such is the way this woman
          strikes at the wheels, then lifts her long white fingers,
          letting them float, then bends again to strike
          just as the chair slows, as if into a silence.
          So expertly she plays the chords
          of this difficult music she has mastered,
          her wet face beautiful in its concentration,
          while the wind turns the pages of rain.

          ~ Ted Kooser ~

          (Delights & Shadows)


          Awarded the 2005 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry
          nice and mind blowing sharing

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          • #6
            Re: ~A Woman In A Wheel Chair~

            bundle of thanks :)
            شاہ حسین جیہناں سچ پچھاتا' کامل عِشق تیہناں دا جاتا

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