Tenterhooks


Tenterhooks (album)

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Tenterhooks(for Tony I*….of Complex Friends and even More Complex Friendships)

 

Here to There

Anywhere yet Everywhere

Unrealised

But Yet Intended

Anonymity

Faceless

Not Painless

Obscurity

In Search of

Smallest Corners

Hiding Places

Blind Amblings

and Scamperings

Incessant

States of Discord

What Casts the Many Dour Shadows Long and Tall?

 

Tenterhooks©Leonard.C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved(05/29/2012)

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5 Responses to “Tenterhooks”

  1. Hello, I am a current Vista Member at Neighborhood Housing Services of New York City, Inc (NHSNYC). My current task is to promote the NHSNYC Financial Capability Vista Project. I have a blog on Word Press called Dough about finance; can we link our blogs together and have us follow one another. This would mean a lot to me.

  2. It had been a long time since I heard the expression “tender-hooks”. My grandmother used it as a way to say that someone was walking on eggshells around someone else (they were on tender-hooks). After reading this and looking up “tenterhooks”, I realized the saying must have morphed somehow over the years from the original form, “tenterhooks”. There is sort of an uneasy feel to your poem. Did you mean for it to come across that way? Because it works very well! 🙂

    • The Tension in Tenterhooks Was Quite Real.
      My Friend Tony Was a Brilliant Person, but Quite Tortured mentally and Emotionally. He Was Shaped By His Upbringing, on many Late Evening Occasions We Would Sit Out in the Near Empty Lot Outside of Borders Books and he Would Share What He Abuses He Personally Endured as a Child in His Home and by His Parents. I Lost Track of Tony either last September or October. He Lived Out of His Car, and only Survived on the Few Guitar Lessons His Last Two Students Provided. I Can Remember Many Times We Met and Shared Conversations that Went from Philosophical to Zen to Classical Music to King Crimson, Robert Fripp, and Frank Zappa to Poets, and Writers of All Ilks that We both Absolutely Grooved On.

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