<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38596655</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:09:58.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holymoleyme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38596655/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holymoleyme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Rascal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00744815775311819914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38596655.post-116887057903759985</id><published>2007-01-15T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T06:16:19.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poem</title><content type='html'>A Gentle Man&lt;br /&gt;                 Edwin Partridge (1923-2005)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barely nineteen, volunteered for the war.&lt;br /&gt;monitored radar,&lt;br /&gt;hearing pilots rumble off&lt;br /&gt;into black;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silently noted&lt;br /&gt;which friends didn't come back.&lt;br /&gt;One August dawn,&lt;br /&gt;only wind-rattled palms.&lt;br /&gt;He was grateful just to sail home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, with wife and sons, he'd scan the sky&lt;br /&gt;for blips of green—&lt;br /&gt;hummingbirds swooping to his feeder.&lt;br /&gt;Methodical at every task,&lt;br /&gt;each dawn, for them, he'd daub it clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always the right word, or none;&lt;br /&gt;a grin and a nod meant good.&lt;br /&gt;Helped before he was asked.&lt;br /&gt;Read to his sons, dried dishes,&lt;br /&gt;cleared neighbors' drives, hewed their wood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At eighty, quavering hands;&lt;br /&gt;teetering on each threshold.&lt;br /&gt;Tenderly he'd loop&lt;br /&gt;his wife's last dahlias with string&lt;br /&gt;so they could stand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38596655-116887057903759985?l=holymoleyme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://holymoleyme.blogspot.com/feeds/116887057903759985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38596655&amp;postID=116887057903759985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38596655/posts/default/116887057903759985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38596655/posts/default/116887057903759985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://holymoleyme.blogspot.com/2007/01/poem.html' title='poem'/><author><name>The Rascal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00744815775311819914</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
