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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #10 on: November 07, 2006, 07:58:59 pm »
Hey, Guys -

I was thinking about you more than usual today and just wanted to say thanks for showing me where I needed to make some changes in my life. I'm really trying, and some really great things have been happening. I'm looking forward to seeing you when you come through the end of January. I'll tell you all about it then. (Yeah, I know, Jack... you're always in the f**king cold...)

I'm really enjoying the music you sent - thanks for that.

I've got some more questions about my trip in July. I want to use that same campsite of yours by the bridge and I'm still not clear about where I turn off. Can you maybe draw me a map?

Give my love to Bobby and the girls.

You're on my mind every day, and will always be in my heart, but you know that. And I love you both (but you know that, too.)

See you soon. We've got a lot to talk about.

Tamarack

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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #11 on: November 07, 2007, 10:39:24 am »
one year later
but this date hurts
still
november 7th, pine creek
the camping trip that never was
damn
 :'(









second to last line by Paul

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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #12 on: November 07, 2007, 10:53:02 am »
Thanks for bringing this thread back today, Chrissi.  I loved Meryl's poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay.  Here's another, sad favorite poem.




Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone.
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead,
Put crépe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song,
I thought that love would last forever: 'I was wrong'

The stars are not wanted now, put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

~~W.H. Auden
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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #13 on: November 07, 2007, 11:17:37 am »



I still find it heartbreaking that Ennis signs the postcard with 'Ennis del Mar'. What other Ennis would Jack have known?

:'( :'( :'(

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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #14 on: November 07, 2007, 11:54:08 am »
I still find it heartbreaking that Ennis signs the postcard with 'Ennis del Mar'. What other Ennis would Jack have known?

:'( :'( :'(
This struck me the same way at first, SdSSS. But I've found it a  common practice  among young and under-educated adults not skilled in letter writing to do this. On second reading I found it sweet somehow. For what it's worth, I believe Annie for the thousandth  zillionth  :-* time demonstrated her total understanding of her characters.

But isn't that part of the wonder of Brokeback? Even a simple signature opens our hearts and set our minds to thinking.
Again, just my take on it. Not more valid than yours or anyone else's.



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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #15 on: November 07, 2007, 12:01:45 pm »
Yes, thank you Chrissi for resurrecting this thread.  As I go about my daily business, it'll be nice to keep Jack and Ennis in my heart.  And thank you for Auden's poem, Paul - a propos.  I love you all.
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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #16 on: November 07, 2007, 12:14:17 pm »
Am I allowed to share here what I've already posted on DVF? If not and it's removed I'll understand. Otherwise:


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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #17 on: November 07, 2007, 12:15:16 pm »
This struck me the same way at first, SdSSS. But I've found it a  common practice  among young and under-educated adults not skilled in letter writing to do this. On second reading I found it sweet somehow. For what it's worth, I believe Annie for the thousandth  zillionth  :-* time demonstrated her total understanding of her characters.

But isn't that part of the wonder of Brokeback? Even a simple signature opens our hearts and set our minds to thinking.
Again, just my take on it. Not more valid than yours or anyone else's.




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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #18 on: November 07, 2007, 12:23:10 pm »
Here's my contribution, and sing this merrily, like an Irish jig!!

"Oh muffle your drums, then play your fifes merrily
Play the Dead March as you go along
And fire your guns right over my coffin,
There goes an unfortunate boy to his home."

"It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
Once in the saddle I used to go gay,
First down to the dram-house and then to the card house
Got shot in the breast, I am dying today."

"Get six jolly cowboys to carry my coffin,
Get six pretty maidens to carry my pall,
Put bunches of roses all over my coffin,
Put roses to deaden the clods as they fall."

"Then swing your rope slowly, and rattle your spurs lowly,
And give a wild whoop as you carry me along,
And in the grave throw me and roll the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong."

"Go bring me a cup, a cup of cold water
To cool my parched lips," the cowboy said;
Before I turned, the spirit had left him
And gone to its Giver --- the cowboy was dead.

We beat the drum slowly and played the fife lowly,
And bitterly wept as we bore him along,
For we all loved our comrade, so brave, young and handsome,
We all loved our comrade although he'd done wrong."
May 2019 be better for us all.

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Re: November 7th, Pine Creek
« Reply #19 on: November 07, 2007, 12:39:48 pm »
Crying again...

My tears for you,
Will never end.
Where I bravely go
Thru the world,
Our secret safe inside
My heart.

Betrayed only
When I remember
Your face,
Your smile,
Your laugh,
And that your gone.

"It was only you in my life, and it will always be only you, Jack, I swear."