Ladies and gentlemen! Moy friends!–
(that was supposed to be a cockney accent…I guess I’ve been watching too much Cary Grant lately)
I apologize for putting several people on pins and needles. The
preceding post wasn’t meant to be hinting at anything. It’s just
a poem I’ve liked for many years and can understand the feeling
of–except for the kissing part, of course. Don’t ask me how I
can possibly
relate, I don’t know myself. There is a part of me that feels
I’ve already lived an entire
life somewhere else. Though I suppose if that were the case, I
would be much wiser than I am. As things stand, there is no
exciting news to share. It’s just me being silly. However,
you young men may take to heart, if you wish, a lesson in how subtle
things can often have great impact. I suspect that Colin already
knew this and that his subtlety was deliberate.
Sincerely,
Penny Girl
PennyDaisy 
Someone else once told me in so many words that these subtle things had a big impact and said it in a mildly castigating way. I didn’t know what to make of it. I thought she was interested for a time but little things would happen that brought little quirks to light to show me I probably shouldn’t be (God? quite possibly…). I am pretty dense, so I didn’t really realize the impact I was having. Then also, I think, being the cad I am, maybe down inside, I did realize it and just enjoyed the attention…of course, I’ve been on the recieving end of it too!
You know, it’s weird, but I understand the feeling of having lived another life somewhere else…things from times past resonante with me a lot more than modern things do, whether real or fictional, romantic or mundane. When I read Rosetti’s poetry or say, the biography of Bach, that sounds a lot more like home than anything now does. Is that odd?
The subtle thing never works until it’s long past, and she looks back on it and thinks “how could I have missed that?”
Yeah, I think Colin should have done a little less kissing with his eyes and a little more talking with his mouth. But it is a lovely poem anyway.
By the way, hi!