No parting...

Only distance held
between us.

Yielding to the press of
constant fingers.


Love,
Eric

Beautiful Eric. And of course I couldn't resist...


It was really fun looking up TOUCHING images!

I had a great YIELD.. he he..

Love and light being, Teo Do (Re, Mi, Far...)

Thank you Eric.

It is wonderful to read another one of your beautiful poems.
With a few words yoiu say so much.

Love, Inda

Thank you Eric.

I just came into the office briefly to finish some work before the holidays and was very pleasantly surprised to find your beautiful poems on Gicnology.


Have a Happy Easter.

Love,
Sue

Thank you for your beautiful words Eric.

Have a Happy Easter.

Love
Vicky

Thank you Ericc.

This is lovely.

yoko

Thanks Eric.

The literal minded and metaphorically minded meet and it is no chance meeting. Here's an oldy, and not intended to give anyone the finger (ha ha):

The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears wash out a Word of it

-- Omar Khayyam

On Givnology, we get to edit our remarks, and that's pretty cool too. I have yet to see the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel in person. My cello teacher Channing Robbins taught me the importance of the fourth finger. String players do differentiate the Thumb from the other digits. Teo would know if the thumb on the piano isn't the first finger.

The way the Steinway action yields to the finger is why players like that "axe."

Forgive my prose. Prose has its pros and cons.

Eric is a fine poet, and we know it.

Cheers.

NB

I truly think this is a little masterpiece, dear Eric.

... and thoughts of love

will shorten the distance

and fingers will touch

and hearts

and lips too ....


I love you.
Margherita

This is a poem that reaches me on a very personal level, thank you Eric, as always, beautiful. xoxoxox