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    Posted by Hardy Parkerson, Atty. on 8/29/05

    Being a hillbilly from the Ozarks, it is understandable that
    you would not appreciate this great work of art and
    literature. Perhaps if the poet had talked about lying in a
    rocky creek or playing a fiddle while sitting outside a log
    dirt-topped hut on the side of a hill you would have related
    to it better. In Louisiana we call them red-necks, and in the
    Ozarks I suppose they are called hillbillies.


    On 8/29/05, Ozarks Lawyer - The Anti-Poet. wrote:
    > Does anyone really read this crap and become moved by it?
    > Come to know your whistle? Flick the mushrooms? Ah, come
    > on.
    > On 8/29/05, Hardy Parkerson, Atty. wrote:
    >> Young man, I have seen thee strolling
    >> In the stillness of the park.
    >> Day by day, hand in pocket
    >> Of your thin, familiar jacket,
    >> Twlight into dark.
    >> I have come to know your whistle,
    >> Know your collie,
    >> Know your cap.
    >> Have seen the straggling sunlight hold you,
    >> Watched the emerald grass enfold you
    >> In its loving lap.
    >> With your lichened switch I see you
    >> Flick the mushrooms in your way.
    >> And I know what you are thinking.
    >> Would that through the soft mist falling
    >> You could hear a stranger calling,
    >> Stay!
    >> Anybody know who wrote this poem which is said to have
    >> been J.F.K.'s favorite? One interpretation of it is of a
    >> young man who strolls in something like Central Park (NYC)
    >> each afternoon late and is watched from the window of a
    >> high-rise apartment or hosptial nearby by an invalid
    >> and/or homebound disabled person (surely a female), who
    >> looks forward each day to the young man's arrival and
    >> watches his every move, and that of his collie, and who is
    >> close enough to hear his whistle, or can see that he is
    >> whistling and "hears" it in her own mind, and who dreds
    >> the time when the younng man walks away from the park just
    >> before sun down. That evaluation of the poem was more or
    >> less written in some other words by my late, great father
    >> J.D. Parkerson, born Rocky Mount, LA, 1911, a poet
    >> himself, among other things. I wonder if my father wrote
    >> that poem. If so, he never told me he did. However, I
    >> found it among his possessions after he died, as well as
    >> his intrepretation of it, and the memorandum to which his
    >> hand-written interpretation was attached said that this
    >> was J.F.K.'s favorite poem. But I wonder who did write
    >> it. Does anybody know?
    >> Sincerely,
    >> Hardy Parkerson, Atty.
    >> Lake Charles, LA

    Posts on this thread, including this one
  • J.F.K.'S FAVORITE POEM, 8/29/05, by Hardy Parkerson, Atty..
  • Re: J.F.K.'S FAVORITE POEM, 8/29/05, by Ozarks Lawyer - The Anti-Poet..
  • Re: J.F.K.'S FAVORITE POEM, 8/29/05, by Hardy Parkerson, Atty..
  • Re: J.F.K.'S FAVORITE POEM, 8/31/05, by Ozarks Lawyer.
  • Re: J.F.K.'S FAVORITE POEM, 9/01/05, by Dr. Martin Hughes - San Jose State.

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