Monday, November 10, 2014

Salvatore Quasimodo takeoff -- Sunday mini-Challenge

Street in Agrigento
 
On the main street of Agrigento, old Agrigentum, traffic came to a halt.  We were being overtaken by a herd of sheep.  Sheep not yet shorn, moving from morning pastures wet and green to the windswept native grasses of the valley, brown and wilting in the sun.
 
I followed those sheep while we were stopped.  They stopped at the fountain, people parting so they could drink of the cool waters, each one of them.  Then they picked up the pace, not daring to loose site of their herder and his crook.
 
They were still perky from their sleep last night, under the moon and stars there on the prairie grasses soft.  They knew not the cares of the world, not the prices of wool or mutton, not even of the latest levy by the Cosa Nostra
 
Rather their minds were on those walking in Grecian times down those lemon tree lined streets then much slowed.  Wagons and carts, no smell of singed gasoline or diesel fumes.  The same sun and moon as today, wet morning pastures, still, with browning dried prairie grass.
 
When the traffic started moving again the driver picked me up whistling his cheery noonday tune, not wary of my reminiscing with the dawdling sheep.  Wet morning pastures he didn't know nor of soft prairie grasses turning brown.  Same today as in olden time.


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The old saying is "Like sheep,
we have all gone astray."
[click the picture to see it bigger]

- Photo and Poem Copyright, © 2006 and 2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

-  I am linked with Grace, aka Heaven, at the Real Toads, Sunday's Mini-Challenge: Salvatore Quasimodo found here.
 
- Again, on Monday I linked it with Magaly at the Real Toads, Open Link Monday (link)

 - Grace's challenge is to "write a new poem or prose poem in response to Salvatore Quasimodo's words.   Some examples of responses include affirming what the speaker said or using his title or line of verse as a jumping board for your own writing.   The prompt is wide open so feel free to explore where your muse takes you."

 - I chose Salvatore's poem, Street in Agrigentum, (link) as a starting place for my muse to become aroused.  You can scroll up or down at the linked site to read this and some of his other poems.    

 - Agrigento (link) is a small town in Southwestern Sicily.  Ruins of old temples of the old town, Agrigentum, are just outside the more modern town, I've been there. My picture was taken in Carleone, Italy. The home of the famous Italian Mafia has been there for quite a while. We spent one day in Carleone back in 2006. The sheep were following our bus until they decided to go around our slow traffic.

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15 Comments:

At Monday, November 10, 2014 1:39:00 AM, Blogger Björn Rudberg said...

What a wonderful imagery.. to some extent the sheep are the eternal link.. they are our memory and no they never care. I think we need to be more like sheep (except at elections)... I got really carried into your images, and for sure I have seen those sheep in other places (but I guess the sheep herd care about the Cosa Nostra)

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 2:32:00 AM, Blogger Cara H said...

I enjoyed reading about this little scene. The picture served to enhance the words.
I like what Bjorn said with regard to the elections. Spot on!
http://poetryofthenetherworld.blogspot.com/2014/11/a-soul-lost-though-body-lives-on.html

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 4:55:00 AM, Blogger Grace said...

I would have stopped and marveled at those sheep too ~ They do bring back memories of the olden times, wagons and carts and the same moon and stars ~

Thanks for sharing the photo too ~ Thanks for participating Jim and wishing you happy week ~

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 5:21:00 AM, Blogger Vandana Sharma said...

A touch of countryside in the urban jungle.

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 7:43:00 AM, Blogger Susan said...

The penultimate stanza is my favorite. How we can slip in and out of time--with much more intelligent sheep--when we wish.

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 10:08:00 AM, Blogger R.K. Garon said...

Great read!
ZQ

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 1:59:00 PM, OpenID georgeplaceblog said...

That would be a marvelous moment of reverie. I love the look all the way back before gasoline or diesel

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 6:32:00 PM, Blogger lynndiane said...

I enjoyed this contemporary pastoral scene with ancient roots...and your quote from the Bible, which is full of references to sheep!

 
At Monday, November 10, 2014 10:53:00 PM, Blogger Susie Clevenger said...

Beautiful...it is amazing where our thoughts can go when presented with the right spark.

 
At Tuesday, November 11, 2014 5:36:00 AM, Blogger kaykuala said...

It is just amazing to be trailing with a lot of sheep along the street.Never would anticipate something like this. Must be a wonderful town to visit and to witness lots of different and new things. Thanks for sharing Dr Jim!

Hank

 
At Tuesday, November 11, 2014 5:51:00 AM, Blogger Marian said...

so nice, Jim. why fear going astray? ;)

 
At Tuesday, November 11, 2014 6:27:00 AM, Blogger Sumana Roy said...

what a wonderful sight.... love this time travel travel...beautiful...

 
At Tuesday, November 11, 2014 9:46:00 PM, Blogger Sherry Blue Sky said...

This piece is very evocative, Jim. I envy the sheep, walking the same as in the long ago when times were less horrifying. (They were less horrifying, werent they?) How lucky to have been to Italy. My sister will go in 2016. You did a superb job with this piece.

 
At Friday, November 14, 2014 6:28:00 AM, Blogger rudraprayaga said...

Nice and interesting.Lovely photograph.

 
At Tuesday, November 18, 2014 10:14:00 PM, Blogger audrey` said...

Is there any sheep in Singapore? Most probably no :)

 

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