Snippets of Conversations

Snippets of Conversations, Overheard
On Fast-Moving Trains

“… I said to him once I said
That he should have gone
He should’ve gone over that
Pass that pass
To that place where
The trees are all
Broken, bent. Still…”

“Jim said to me that it was the
Best he’d ever tasted. The best.”

“So we first went down the river and
Found snakes that hang down
From trees, like
Great ropes that
We could swing on. I…”

“… bought a coconut and threw it
Against a tree. Then…”

“How is it that I wake up and hear
Screams in the night? But
No one else
Seems to hear? Jim?”

“… Sadness and pain and raving
Mad at sounds that creep up
From my bed blanket. I cannot
Hear it at all…”

“… So we went, so we
Go and got lost like
Pebbles floated
Down murky streams…”

“The bird, I cannot hear
The bird.”

“… Jim? Is that
You? Jim?…”

“Sadness.”

13 thoughts on “Snippets of Conversations

  1. whimsygizmo February 23, 2016 / 11:35 pm

    I.Love.This.
    I have done this, poetically, a few times. I forgot how much I LOVE listening for poems.
    Fantastic. Thank you!

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  2. Glenn Buttkus February 24, 2016 / 1:04 am

    Dig it, snippets as vignettes, as tankas, as teasers, signposts & indicators. Great poem, Matt. Don’t know if it is a form used by dVerse yet, but I’d love t try it.

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  3. kelly February 24, 2016 / 1:36 am

    Perfect. I love how all of these would somehow fit into the narrative of To Kill A Mockingbird as well….
    A really human, lovely poem.

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  4. Sanaa Rizvi February 24, 2016 / 1:53 am

    Sounds like quite the poetic adventure 🙂
    Beautifully rendered.

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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  5. Victoria C. Slotto February 24, 2016 / 2:11 am

    Love these snippets of conversation. Listening into dialogue is such a great exercise for writers of fiction–learning how to make it flow naturally, like these.

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  6. Björn Rudberg (brudberg) February 24, 2016 / 8:08 am

    There is nothing better than eavesdropping to write a narrative of these snippets… and you do… to me this is like a play by Harold Pinter, or maybe a text by Svetlana Alexievich who takes snippets of her interviews and fit them into a narrative. I think I will listen more carefully the next time I travel.

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  7. Kathy Reed February 24, 2016 / 8:57 am

    Really like this….many stories rolled into one, a collection of streams of consciousness one after another!

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  8. Misky February 24, 2016 / 11:12 am

    These fragments of speech are wonderful. It’s like a stained glass window, where each piece makes up a whole picture.

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  9. ShirleyB February 24, 2016 / 3:01 pm

    A scattering of convos, yet ultimately tied to the pole. Great, original stuff 🙂

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  10. Linda Kruschke February 24, 2016 / 9:01 pm

    You have to be a good listener to pull off something like this, which I am not, but you clearly are. Nice narrative. Peace, Linda

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  11. lillian February 25, 2016 / 12:11 pm

    Oh this is just excellent — the piecing together of pieces of conversation….almost a litany. Very very well done. I especially like this snippet:
    “… So we went, so we
    Go and got lost like
    Pebbles floated
    Down murky streams…”
    It happens right? There are times that we all feel like pebble pused along, floating in our murky lives….
    So well done.

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  12. Bekkie February 26, 2016 / 5:46 pm

    I once threw a coconut at a tree it was the only way I could open it and it worked! This reminds me of when I ride Bart and listen in on the various conversations to amuse myself. Well thrown!

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  13. katiemiafrederick February 28, 2016 / 6:56 am

    Bi-annual visits to father
    never really bonding at
    all.. over 5 decades or so..
    rewind to 21.. 2 children
    and a man in a boat..
    at my father’s
    lake front
    home..
    father falls
    into the water
    drowns.. children
    scream we love our
    daddy.. we love our daddy..
    and i wonder what would i do…

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