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Reflections
Reflections
Reflections
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Reflections

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James Elliott Foster gives us over 100 poems and 40 illustrations to describe what he sees and how he feels about the world around him.

"Reflections" is a very personal and very unique view of the world, but it also speaks to the human condition...a condition each of us shares with Mr. Foster.

As Mr. Foster puts it, "While [each of us] will experience a different combination of moments, phases, and places, I'm hoping my poetry will have meaning to [everyone] -- will trigger memories, of the moments, phases, and places that are special in [each reader's life]"

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LanguageEnglish
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Release dateApr 26, 2016
ISBN9781456617462
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    Reflections - James Elliott Foster

    *****

    Part I: Moments

    Singular Moments

    There are singular moments

    Snapshots in time

    Which are so stirring, so moving,

    That they are quickly

    And completely

    Interwoven

    With and by our senses

    Into our very fabric,

    And they remain

    With us,

    Forever,

    Even though

    We experience them

    Only once.

    Like a moment

    In Williamsburg,

    On a warm June evening,

    With fireflies sprinkling the Common,

    And magnolias scenting the air,

    And sweet chilled wine

    Shared

    With a strolling balladeer…

    That moment became

    And always will be

    Part of my being,

    Even though

    I experienced it

    Only Once.

    Or like a cold gray moment

    In a rain-soaked October morning,

    When I heard the muffled sobs

    In my brother’s throat,

    And felt his trembling shoulders

    Beneath my arm,

    As we huddled

    Graveside

    Near his stillborn son’s

    Small white coffin…

    Part of me.

    Even though

    I experienced it

    Only once.

    Those singular moments,

    And countless,

    Priceless others –

    Good

    And bad –

    Have made me

    A man

    Sensitive

    To such moments…

    A man

    Trusting

    In what those moments

    Give to us…

    Only once.

    *****

    *****

    1. In the Back of the Car

    When I was five,

    My sister was eight,

    And we loved to

    Take rides in the car.

    Both Sis and I

    Would sit in the back,

    While our parents

    Would sit in the front.

    And she and I

    Would play in the back,

    While our parents

    Would talk about "plans".

    We loved our games,

    And we didn’t know

    That our parents

    Thought something was wrong.

    She’s slow, they said,

    "Retarded...too slow."

    But we never

    Could tell what they meant.

    And then one night,

    Our father said, "kids,

    Bundle up, now –

    We’re taking a trip."

    We grabbed our coats,

    My sister and I,

    Then we ran out

    And jumped in the car.

    We rode along,

    And played in the back,

    While our parents

    Just looked straight ahead.

    Then pretty soon,

    We came to this gate,

    Where my father

    Got out in the snow,

    And Mom said, "Son,

    "You stay here with me

    While your father

    Takes

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