My wife Cathy just drew my attention to some 'Pics & Prose' by someone by the name of Carol Jo Horn. Within it are the following lines which seem to sum up so well the very heart of the recent topics & threads we Corfidians have talked about. Anyone here know about her?.... a Corfidian herself perhaps?
Brilliant! ************************************************** In Science Fiction people sometimes step from one dimension into another and find themselves back in time or into the future. Recently when a friend set needle to vinyl for me, an old 1972 Gordon Lightfoot song pried open a hidden door to 30 long years ago. My heart dissolved into tears that had been kept locked away behind the dam of forgetting. In startled confusion I faced my friend and saw the same hot tears. A smile, A nod, Our bond, begun in grade school, tightened. We sat, quietly watching memories dance before us to the music of Gordon Lightfoot. ************************************************* For those who wish to see this work in its original setting please go to the following URL http://www.kotapress.com/FrameJournal.htm and in the Table of Contents Archive select from October 2003 No.2 "Pics and Prose from C.J. Horn Yuri |
My wife Cathy just drew my attention to some 'Pics & Prose' by someone by the name of Carol Jo Horn. Within it are the following lines which seem to sum up so well the very heart of the recent topics & threads we Corfidians have talked about. Anyone here know about her?.... a Corfidian herself perhaps?
Brilliant! ************************************************** In Science Fiction people sometimes step from one dimension into another and find themselves back in time or into the future. Recently when a friend set needle to vinyl for me, an old 1972 Gordon Lightfoot song pried open a hidden door to 30 long years ago. My heart dissolved into tears that had been kept locked away behind the dam of forgetting. In startled confusion I faced my friend and saw the same hot tears. A smile, A nod, Our bond, begun in grade school, tightened. We sat, quietly watching memories dance before us to the music of Gordon Lightfoot. ************************************************* For those who wish to see this work in its original setting please go to the following URL http://www.kotapress.com/FrameJournal.htm and in the Table of Contents Archive select from October 2003 No.2 "Pics and Prose from C.J. Horn Yuri |
A Corfidian perhaps? I think thats a distinct possiblity!
Thanks Yuri and Cathy! Before I hit the "Add Reply" button, I've re-read the poem a couple of times... it says more each time I read it! |
Thanks Yuri, I printed this and sent it to my grade school friend in Minnesota.
So glad you shared it with us. |
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