TALK OF MADMEN
Sad, it was, you lived upon the sea.
So far from the land…too far away from me.
You would not bring your boat to shore,
And me — I wouldn’t swim–
To greet you, yes; To meet you –no!
Your thoughts were all too dim.
We said hello so often: we talked like madmen do.
Yet could agree on nothing, but one and one is two.
It went on like that throughout our lives,
The almost-bliss of almost-compromise.
That gave us quiet peace.
Not peace! Dreams of a derelict
That gnawed away at self-respect
Until we could no longer see
Perversions of integrity!
And now we stand and view the land
and sea … their fruits have equal gain.
Our hopes were not so far apart;
In fact — so much the same,
That we could build a good world now
Just let us try again!
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Gloria. Circa 1955.
Gloria. Circa 2012.
Other than working for the American Red Cross in Korea for two years, Gloria Garvey has lived in Hawai`i since 1971. Her opinion and other writing has appeared in: The American Philatelist. Honolulu Weekly, The Honolulu Advertiser, The Honolulu Star Bulletin, The Star Advertiser, Hawai`i Reporter, Pacific Business News, Island Scene, The Design Management Journal.