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A Chair Is No Longer Just A Chair

it is your experience that
gives you more meaning to all those which
you think
have been too common and
insignificant,

perhaps
now you must have realized as you sit upon a chair
that someone used to sit there

and that someone waited for another to be with her
that on the same chair
there were some fears
and pains and even longings
and hopes
unrealized and by then

you see that chair not just a chair
you sit there
and you ask it

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poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Me And My Old Cat Sam

I sit here all alone well

Me and my old cat Sam

Rocking back and fro

As my

Chair squeaks

As I rock

In front of the old fireplace

Just me and my old cat
Sam

Knitting mittens

Singing while my cat sam takes

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poem by Carolyn Sears
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The Plain

I was alone with a chair on a plain
Which lost itself in an empty horizon.

The plain was flawlessly paved.
Nothing, absolutely nothing but the chair and I
were there.

The sky was forever blue,
No sun gave life to it.

An inscrutable, insensible light
illuminated the infinite plain.

To me this eternal day seemed to be projected --
artificially-- from a different sphere.

I was never sleepy nor hungry nor thirsty,
never hot nor cold.

Time was only an abstruse ghost

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poem by Jean Arp
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The Old Arm-chair

I LOVE it, I love it ; and who shall dare
To chide me for loving that old Arm-chair ?
I've treasured it long as a sainted prize ;
I've bedewed it with tears, and embalmed it with sighs.
' Tis bound by a thousand bands to my heart ;
Not a tie will break, not a link will start.
Would ye learn the spell ? -- a mother sat there ;
And a sacred thing is that old Arm-chair.

In Childhood's hour I lingered near
The hallowed seat with listening ear ;
And gentle words that mother would give ;
To fit me to die, and teach me to live.
She told me shame would never betide,
With truth for my creed and God for my guide ;
She taught me to lisp my earliest prayer ;
As I knelt beside that old Arm-chair.

I sat and watched her many a day,
When her eye grew dim, and her locks were grey :

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poem by Eliza Cook
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Theology in Extremis: Or a soliloquy that may have been delivered in India, June, 1857

"They would have spared life to any of their English prisoners who should consent to profess Mahometanism, by repeating the usual short formula; but only one half-caste cared to save himself in that way." -- Extract from an Indian newspaper.

MORITURUS LOQUITUR.

Oft in the pleasant summer years,
Reading the tales of days bygone,
I have mused on the story of human tears,
All that man unto man had done,
Massacre, torture, and black despair;
Reading it all in my easy-chair.

Passionate prayer for a minute's life;
Tortured crying for death as rest;
Husband pleading for child or wife,
Pitiless stroke upon tender breast.
Was it all real as that I lay there
Lazily stretched on my easy-chair?

Could I believe in those hard old times,

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poem by Alfred Comyn Lyall
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You Aint Going Nowhere

Clouds so swift, the rain wont lift
Gates wont close, the railings froze.
So get your mind off wintertime,
You aint going nowhere.
Ooooo ride me high
Tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oooo are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots
Tail gates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots,
You aint going nowhere
Ooooo ride me high
Tomorrows the day my brides gonna come
Oooo are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Well I dont care how many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
So pack up your money, and pick up your tent
You aint going nowhere

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song performed by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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You Ain't Goin' Nowhere

Clouds so swift, the rain won't lift
Gates won't close, the railing's froze.
So get your mind off wintertime,
You ain't going nowhere.
Ooooo ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oooo are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Buy me a flute, and a gun that shoots
Tail gates and substitutes
Strap yourself to a tree with roots,
You ain't going nowhere
Ooooo ride me high
Tomorrow's the day my bride's gonna come
Oooo are we gonna fly
Down in the easy chair
Well I don't care how many letters they sent
The morning came and the morning went
So pack up your money, and pick up your tent
You ain't going nowhere

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song performed by Nitty Gritty Dirt Band
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Le paradis

Des buissons lumineux fusaient comme des gerbes ;
Mille insectes, tels des prismes, vibraient dans l'air ;
Le vent jouait avec l'ombre des lilas clairs,
Sur le tissu des eaux et les nappes de l'herbe.
Un lion se couchait sous des branches en fleurs ;
Le daim flexible errait là-bas, près des panthères ;
Et les paons déployaient des faisceaux de lueurs
Parmi les phlox en feu et les lys de lumière.
Dieu seul régnait sur terre et seul régnait aux cieux.
Adam vivait captif en des chaînes divines ;
Eve écoutait le chant menu des sources fines,
Le sourire du monde habitait ses beaux yeux ;
Un archange tranquille et pur veillait sur elle
Et, chaque soir, quand se dardaient, là-haut, les ors,
Pour que la nuit fût douce au repos de son corps,
L'archange endormait Eve au creux de sa grande aile.

Avec de la rosée au vallon de ses seins,
Eve se réveillait, candidement, dans l'aube ;
Et l'archange séchait aux clartés de sa robe

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poem by Emile Verhaeren
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Dreamin'

If I close my eyes I see your face and I'm not without you
If I trying hard and concentrate I can still hear you speak
I picture myself in your room by the chair
you're smoking a cigarette
If I close my eyes I can see your face you're saying, "I missed you"
Dreamin' - I'm always dreamin'
If I close my eyes I can smell your perfume you look and say "Hi baby"
If I close my eyes pictures from China still hang from the wall
I hear the dog bark I turned and say, "what were you saying?"
I pictured you in the red chair inside the pale room
You sat in your chair with a tube in your arm - you were so skinny
You were still making jokes I don't know what drugs they had you on
You said, " I guess this is not the time for long term investments"
You were always laughing but you never laughing at me
They say in the end the pain was so bad that you were screaming
Now you were no saint but you deserved better than that
From the corner I watch them moving things from your apartment
But I can picture you red chair and pale room inside my head
If I close my eyes I see your face and I'm not without you
If I try hard and concentrate I can gear your voice saying,

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song performed by Lou Reed
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Dreamin - Escape

If I close my eyes I see your face
And Im not without you
If I try hard and concentrate
I can still hear you speak
I picture myself in your room by the chair
Youre smoking a cigarette
If I close my eyes I can see your face
Youre saying, I missed you
Dreamin, Im always dreamin
If I close my eyes I can smell your perfume
You look and say, hi baby
If I close my eyes pictures from china
Still hang from the wall
I hear the dog bark I turn and say
What were you saying?
I picture you in the red chair
Inside the pale room
Dreamin, Im always dreamin
You sat in your chair with a tube in your arm
You were so skinny

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song performed by Lou Reed
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