School of The Electric Fence
written by: Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay)
@hemmingplay
I suppose I knew this,
once upon a time,
but love is a little like
the electric fence I used to
crawl through to get to the woods.
You have to be cautious, not timid.
(I wouldn’t go so far as to agree with
Crosby when he said being with Joni was
like falling into a cement mixer.)
You learn how far your body sticks out
from your heart, your brain.
You learn hard lessons, the hard way;
you learn the difference between
fantasy and reality.
You learn how good intentions
are punished, and how
it feels to be knocked silly
—by what feels like
the arbitrary touch of
a crazy god—
and find yourself
lying, dizzy, on your back,
in the wet grass,
staring up at a cloud
that looks like Winston Churchill
on a bad day.
Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay)
When his sons were safely off making their own mistakes, he turned on the computer one day, stared at the screen for what seemed a long time, and began to learn the craft anew at age 67.
Doug has published three books so far: "Mermaid Sisters: First Dive", a children's book on iTunes/iBook; "I Came From A Place of Fireflies" published as a paperback and Kindle on Amazon, and a new book of poetry, "Snowflakes & Ashes: Meditations on the Temporary”, available as both an ebook and as a paperback. (Gatekeeper Press) on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, iBooks, Ingram and Baker & Taylor, and a few others.)
Latest posts by Doug Stanfield (Hemmingplay) (see all)
- Epilogue - May 2, 2020
- A Morning - April 10, 2020
- Giving Back, Reluctantly - March 20, 2020