From My Corner Seat

By William Flewelling

The Corner Table's Point Of View

My corner table sits
in this back niche, along
the path from door to arch,
from back hall to the next
room, looking to the front
door, seen around the jamb
another arch provides.

I sit and write, allow
distractions here and there -
a customer's approach,
a man and his computer
across the room, the pair
departing, smiles and frowns,
the sway of hips and swish

of skirts, a water splash,
a bit of voice, a lush
of quiet, conversation
and radiio beyond
my sight. This is a place
of watching worlds go by,
the worlds that barely notice.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Jan 9, 2012
• ISBN: 9781468538489

William Flewelling

I am a retired minister from the Christian Church (Disciples of Christ) living in central Illinois. Led by a request from Mildred Corwin of Manua OH when I arrived there in 1976, I long developed and led a series of bible studies there and in LaPorte IN and New Martinsville WV. These studies proved to be very feeding to me in my pastoral work and won a certain degree of following in my congregations. My first study was on 1 Peter, chosen because I knew almost nothing about the book. I now live quietly in retirement with my wife of 54 years, a pair of dogs and several cats.

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First published by AuthorHouse 12/29/2011

ISBN: 978-1-4685-3849-6 (sc)

ISBN: 978-1-4685-3848-9 (ebk)

Library of Congress Control Number: 2011963714

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Contents

Reformulating

She Leaned To Cut

the Blooms That Day

The Older Woman

BHS: Class of ’63

The Cattle Come And Go

A Birthday Thought

A Satisfaction Known

While Waiting

On The Outdoor Bench

I Say She’s Chasing Change

Procedural Aplomb

As Choristers Implore

On Palmer Ridge

Implicit Solemnity

One Rose, Set Apart

In Howell’s Paean

An Unavoidable Passing,

As It Seems

He Watches Alzheimer’s

In Rage

The Familiar Crow Perch Tree

Directions On The Air

Shadow Work

Just Like That Maple Burl

The Deer In Flight

A Stark Night

All From A Fluster

And Mrs.

He Went Once More To Normandy

An Explaining Of The Night

An Exchange: Modest Enough

The Sitting Still An Issue

Tomatoes Win The Night

One Man At Prayer

An Unthought Legacy

The Early Thunderstorm

The Tulips

A Hymn Is Sung

On Mother’s Day

A Quiet Reading Preferred

Head In The Cloud

Pictured Arrayed In

Almost-Lines

A Gathering

Across The Shelf

From The Chrysalis

of Complaint

When All Is In The Air

And All The Rest

Great? Or Merely

Well Enough?

Beggaring The Question

The Comfort An Infant Glows

At That Later Seam

Acceptably Assessed

A Surreptitious Sleight

In Obscurum

Intending Not To Overhear

And, After The Breath…

Inopportune Computer Glitch

Approaching Compline

Quite Useless For The Cause

As Cast Aside

A Visionary Dilemma

The Count

Sunshine’s Benefit Concert

Sat At The Next Table

The Quiet Man

Balancing Act

At Peace

Met Amid Necessities

Once Again, In Context

Renewing Now

Attending To The Chores

So Open In Defense

Lone Rabbit In Tall Grass

Jack Remembered

One Pause In Melancholy

On Hilary Hahn:

Brahms’ Violin Concerto

All Aswirl Amok

Air Beneath An Arm

As I Ramble On

The Old Man

Recalled From Reverie

So Known

As Missing Now

Exchange By Gesture

Held At The Font

We, Coming At The

Last Of Times

Coffee Ground

Upon A Second Request

With Utter Grace

Ankh

Correctly Poised

Beloved Yet

Upon Motet

At Departure

By Such Arrangements

Re: Joyce

Pen to Page

Begin Anywhere

Against May’s Mime

Of Next July

The Now-Bare Hill Crest

Carmella

Hard Frost, I See

The Sign

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