Sunday, February 9, 2014

Remittance Man


This morning I dream you wear your hat;
the well-loved trilby that accompanied you
to the King George, where three-year olds meet
older horses.

You stand quietly, hands across your chest.
I imagine you posed like that,
calmly watching the 3:10; cigarette dangling
from your whiskers.

I step from behind, hand on your shoulder,
remove the hat, place it cocked over my eye.
All its privileges and undeniable luck released
upon my head. 


tk/February 2014


Excellent read by R.A.D. Stainforth...in the sun-she-ine... 



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32 comments:

  1. Other MarySun Feb 09, 12:13:00 PM

    Just right. Did RADS grow the beard just for this poem?

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    1. AnonymousSun Feb 09, 02:49:00 PM

      It's my winter growth a hibernation thing can't be bothered to shave ...

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    2. Tess KincaidSun Feb 09, 03:08:00 PM

      I hope you keep it...it suits you...

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  2. The Blog of BeeSun Feb 09, 02:25:00 PM

    There's nothing I can say about this except, 'wow'. (And RAD is allowed to smoke in the kitchen?)

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    1. AnonymousSun Feb 09, 02:50:00 PM

      I smoke where I want to ...

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    2. Tess KincaidSun Feb 09, 02:58:00 PM

      R.A.D. can do whatever he likes in the kitchen...

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  3. Stafford RaySun Feb 09, 05:53:00 PM

    I am a bit amazed they let you in (un)dressed like that! A little raunchy like the photo.

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  4. Bekkie SanchezSun Feb 09, 06:27:00 PM

    Ah, the hat!! Lol! I almost wrote about a gangster but went with something different. I just love your write's Tess no wonder your work is so popular it's romantic, nostalgic and darn right sexy! Sorry about the moaning about black and white it actually helped me go deeper. Nice!

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  5. kaykualaSun Feb 09, 07:15:00 PM

    Black and white pic will always attract especially with pouted lips. Wonderful write Tess and wonderful read RADS!

    Hank

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  6. HelenSun Feb 09, 11:12:00 PM

    Quite the dream I say .. love the image, love your poetry.

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  7. TruedessaSun Feb 09, 11:35:00 PM

    Enjoyed this prompt..I always enjoy your poems and reads..

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  8. Silent Otto Mon Feb 10, 06:14:00 AM

    A remittance man with the philosophers stone nestled safely in his pocket .....

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  9. LolamouseMon Feb 10, 09:09:00 AM

    This is one sexy poem, it's sexiness heightened by the reading! Wow.

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  10. A Cuban In LondonMon Feb 10, 11:11:00 AM

    I love the 3:10 detail in your poem. I felt as if it were a little nod to me. Many thanks.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Tess KincaidTue Feb 11, 11:35:00 AM

      Thank you...always good to see you at Willow Manor, Cuban...

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  11. humbirdMon Feb 10, 01:33:00 PM

    Exciting how we change under the hat....specially interesting - under someone's hat ...as if really the thoughts transforming... ~ Great image and addictive read by RAD

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  12. Kathe W.Mon Feb 10, 02:36:00 PM

    wonderful poem Tess....

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  13. Belva Rae StaplesMon Feb 10, 02:49:00 PM

    That hat would change anyone's luck. Great poem!

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  14. CatalystMon Feb 10, 03:02:00 PM

    I like that hat. And that poem. And your reader . . . what's his name?

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    1. Tess KincaidTue Feb 11, 11:38:00 AM

      Ronaldo Antonio Dent Stainforth... the last man in Europe...

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  15. relMon Feb 10, 06:00:00 PM

    Hats! the ultimate in character impersonation. Love.

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  16. KatherineMon Feb 10, 06:50:00 PM

    Just as we've come to expect...your poem is wonderful as always!

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  17. 21 WitsTue Feb 11, 09:51:00 AM

    ...and she is happy!

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  18. Cait O'ConnorTue Feb 11, 12:40:00 PM

    There is a lot unsaid and left to the imagination, I love it!

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  19. Stacy M.S.Tue Feb 11, 05:21:00 PM

    oh, you totally pulled me into this setting...the dangling cigarette, the sensual exchange of the hate.

    ahh, i do so love your poetry, my friend! :)

    stacy lynn mar
    http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

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  20. AnonymousTue Feb 11, 11:30:00 PM

    Love this, Tess!

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  21. UnknownWed Feb 12, 02:18:00 AM

    Good one Tess and RAD has a sexy voice....just saying.

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  22. Ginny BrannanFri Feb 14, 08:52:00 PM

    "All its privileges and undeniable luck released
    upon my head."
    Oh that luck!! Lovely poem Tess, impeccably read. A pleasure to hear!

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  23. Irish GumboSat Feb 15, 10:27:00 PM

    The sort of lyricism that makes me want to wear hats more often. Bravo, Tess.

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