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Surprisingly Poetic

13 Jun

Once again life continues to surprise me, this time a lot closer to home than I would  have thought to expect.  Namely the book case situated 90 degrees to the left of the direction I am facing.  Let me start at the beginning and paint a picture of the scene as it was and ever shall be…

tumblr_static_vintagebook1It was a rainy afternoon, I was soaked through after a brisk walk/jog from town and the only thing that could possibly warm me up that was ready to hand was the warm non judgemental tactile experience of book handling.  With hands sufficiently dried, I turned to my happy task.

So there I was having some me time with the books, you know the drill, randomly picking them up, reading a sentence or two, caressing the backs, eyeing up the blurb in a borderline flirtatious way when I come to a particularly old book that I haven’t looked at for years.  A barely remembered book that has been occupying the same space with me for the best part of a decade.

Now flicking through it was an experience in itself, hearing that crack of the spine and feeling the gentle waft of a breeze from speedily flicked pages, complimented nicely by the aroma of warm mustiness.  Suddenly something slipped from betwixt these olde pages and, to my eyes, in slow motion didst flutter to the floor.  Unmoved, as the last time this happened it was an old pizza and kebab menu from one of the local, only inviting when drunk, take out places.   Not this time however, sighing I reached for the rectangle of paper and realised that this was something special….

The sheet was folded and had a creamy white look about it.  Opening it up and ignoring the typewritten look of it for the moment, I was able to discern faint but fancy writing, which I could only decipher when held up to the light like a water mark.  It read ‘hans bank’.  Thereupon, intrigued I Turned mine eye to the text and I found a poem which read thusly:

Hello again, dear friend of mine

Tradition forbids, that I would lend,

My name, or even yet, a line.

To tell you t’was, this card did send.

And yet, a hint I’ll give, t’would be just fine,

For you, to me, the very same to send.

In fact, should you forget again this time,

be warned! It won’t just be your ear I’ll bend!

So if I now, may take the time,

To make it clear, t’is love I send.

Please may I be your valentine?

And, will you always be my friend.

Anon.

I wondered if this was an original poem or one from a book, so after a bit of internet searching, I came to the conclusion that it was in all probability a besotted person who set down these words in their own unique way and never had any idea that it would find its way into my hands.

I wonder why it was discarded, to whom it was for and whose hand did type it.  Another of life’s mysteries that will probably never be solved but something wondrous to ponder upon.  it is a remote possibility but if anyone has any information on this I would be most intrigued to know more.  Sometimes life is stranger than fiction.

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54 responses to “Surprisingly Poetic

  1. Seyi sandra

    13/06/2013 at 19:16

    Wow! That was something indeed! You have a way with words. You deftly took me along on a mysterious, thrilling and yet captivating trip. I hope you’ll find the source of the poem… Life indeed, is stranger than fiction!

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    • StetotheJ

      13/06/2013 at 19:19

      It is rare that such a wonderful thing happens, well to me at any rate, so it was a pleasure to share it with you, but to have done it in a way that you really enjoyed has made it an even better experience. I don’t much hope out of finding the poems origins but perhaps it is more romantic that way…

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  2. Elizabeth Melton Parsons

    13/06/2013 at 19:50

    What a lovely mystery. Sends my mind into all sorts of deilcious directions. Thanks so much for sharing. 🙂

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    • Elizabeth Melton Parsons

      13/06/2013 at 19:52

      Oops. I meant delicious. 😉

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    • StetotheJ

      13/06/2013 at 19:53

      There are some things that need to be shared, if only for all the amazing avenues the mind could take you too, it is almost the start of a story in itself….

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  3. Alastair

    13/06/2013 at 20:33

    I wonder if it was a young lady placing it into the book of a man she loved and wanted him to find it, but he had finished the book and took it to be recycled in a book store or a charity shop. What a lovely thought that would be.

    I wonder if she ever asked him where it was and told him. I wonder if they married. I wonder if she didn’t believe him and boiled his bunny.

    It is odd the random things though. And truly marvellous

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    • StetotheJ

      13/06/2013 at 20:36

      It does lead to a plethora of thoughts about what could have happened, there could be years of musing in store over this one. I should be selling the rights to Hollywood for this one…so they can ruin it like always.

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      • Alastair

        13/06/2013 at 21:06

        Hmmm … maybe the person who wrote it, ended up speaking to someone on a plane on the way back from America. Wouldn’t that be odd 😀

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        • StetotheJ

          13/06/2013 at 21:07

          I am sure I have no idea what you are talking about….honest.

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          • Alastair

            13/06/2013 at 21:38

            Thinking … wouldn’t it have been odd if the person who wrote that had been the woman you spoke to on the plane? Would be one hell of a coincidence.

            But you would never know …

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    • Claire 'Word by Word'

      14/06/2013 at 16:55

      And there I was imagining it was a man who must have written it. 🙂 You made me go back to check. I guess it’s all about one’s own fantasy!

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      • StetotheJ

        14/06/2013 at 19:16

        I also assumed it was a man writing it too, interesting that, but yes fascinating to see it from the other view. if it was that woman from the plane…well that would be one heck of a curious incident.

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  4. Penny L Howe

    13/06/2013 at 22:22

    That’s a very cool and special “find” SteJ. As you stated we do always find the various bits and pieces of paper adverts and other things people use to bookmark a book that we end up buying used, but to find an original “poem” is unique! What fun!

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    • StetotheJ

      14/06/2013 at 19:24

      It was something that conjures up so many exciting thoughts, my mind has been going over them for most of the day and last night as well. I HAD to share it with you guys. I now demand more surprises and interesting highways of thought. I shall put it on my Christmas list.

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      • Penny L Howe

        14/06/2013 at 19:39

        I can guarantee lots of surprises and interesting highways of thought if you reside in a different locale from your current one, lol! The kind that happened to you with the poem in a book definitely falls under the category of serendipitous surprise, a wonderful uniqueness, most especially to book lovers! 🙂

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        • StetotheJ

          14/06/2013 at 19:42

          That’s why bibliophiles are the happiest of people…or perhaps I just made that up. I am working on the residence of locale differentiation so to speak. Does that make me still sane, well time will tell hehe. I look forward to all the different thoroughfares of thought anticipatiously!

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          • Penny L Howe

            14/06/2013 at 19:51

            As you should! And yes unequivindubitably bibliophiles are the happiest of people! 🙂

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  5. bookpolygamist

    14/06/2013 at 01:41

    What a lovely little discovery! I’ve had a couple like it and it always feels like you’ve suddenly stepped into a film. Once when checking the mail box at my old place of employment, which I did everyday with very little variation, I found a palm card with an inspirational quote on it. At first I thought that like your love letter it was meant for someone else, but then I noticed identical cards poking out from all the other letterboxes for the surrounding offices, and when i sneakily peeked at one before returning it I saw it was a different quote in the same hand. All day I then wondered about our mysterious anonymous visitor and the motive behind their random act of kindness.
    I’ll have to do something similar myself one day…

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    • StetotheJ

      14/06/2013 at 19:46

      It’s a wonderful gift to find and all the more exciting for its mysteriousness, I love it. if there were more random acts of kindness as you put it, the world will be a better place. I agree with you, I shall also be doing this.

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  6. Robyn Lee

    14/06/2013 at 03:18

    How incredibly romantic… and quite mysterious too! I’m so glad you shared — and yes – we can let imagination take us to all kinds of interesting spots here. Now as far as Alastair’s theory… hmmmm???! You just never know!!! As an aside… the particular book you found this note in– did it offer any clues, perhaps?
    Thank you dear Ste J 🙂

    & sending good thoughts
    your way …from rainy NY ~
    xRL

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    • StetotheJ

      14/06/2013 at 19:34

      I think you sent me the rain also, hehe, nevertheless, I shall accept its refreshing (drowning) qualities and send you good thoughts, sans rain back. The book I found it in was unromantically, Lord Edgeware Dies, everyone love a bit of Agatha Christie but not much in the way of clues. Even the mysterious hans bank watermark is not Googleable. A true enigma indeed. I love the sharing and more importantly the places it takes people’s imaginations. It was a pleasure, nay an honour to share!

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  7. renxkyoko

    14/06/2013 at 05:55

    You sound even more poetic than the poem written on a slip of paper you found in the book. keep that piece of paper…. that ‘s a lucky charm.

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  8. renxkyoko

    14/06/2013 at 05:55

    or a love charm.

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    • StetotheJ

      14/06/2013 at 19:28

      Ah, a love charm, I love that idea, I think that slip of paper has brought out the romantic in quite a few people.

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  9. Claire 'Word by Word'

    14/06/2013 at 16:57

    What a joy, if that doesn’t inspire you a story, I don’t know what will! 🙂 All books should come with notes within them!

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    • StetotheJ

      14/06/2013 at 19:20

      To right! I would welcome notes all the time, I love the variety and the magic of them…I was already writing a novel, I know shocker! This is another idea to go into the mix though, I may have a chance to work it in possibly…

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  10. readinpleasure

    14/06/2013 at 19:42

    Wow; this is something else 🙂

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    • StetotheJ

      14/06/2013 at 19:44

      it was something that will keep me smiling and daydreaming for months.

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  11. RoSy

    15/06/2013 at 04:02

    A story within a story. Well – kind of. I wonder to. Lots of questions start popping into my head. Please do keep us posted if anything comes of this. Would love to hear how the story unfolds.
    Let’s spread the word!

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    • StetotheJ

      17/06/2013 at 19:16

      If someone knew of it, it would be epic, I would have to go on another of my travels and do a full on interview, with pictures. I am thinking of incorporating more of that into the blog. I like to mix it up for you guys…but yes, digressing aside, it does have endless charm and connotations as to what may or may not have happened.

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  12. sakuraandme

    15/06/2013 at 07:36

    Oh Wow!! How terribly romantic… Im in love with that piece of paper! Lol 🙂
    Hugs to you… Paula xxx

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    • StetotheJ

      17/06/2013 at 19:12

      It stays near me on my desk now as a reminder of the magic that is floating around in the world if we only look. I am so happy that I had a blog to share it with you guys and gals. or gals and guys if you prefer.

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  13. LuAnn

    18/06/2013 at 11:23

    A truly wonderful tale you have woven here Ste J and what a romantic poem it was. Life is often stranger than fiction and sometimes the mystery should remain just that. The stories we conjure up may be more fascinating than truth. Have a fabulous week my friend. 🙂

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    • StetotheJ

      18/06/2013 at 18:54

      To dumb down the conversation slightly, it is like the X-Files, the mystery was great, the reveal…not so. I suppose that happens for a lot of things though. The needing to know is more fun than the knowing. I will be happy either way because I am easily pleased. I will have a great week if you do too!

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      • LuAnn

        19/06/2013 at 12:00

        I agree that the needing to know is often more fun than the knowing. As far as the week goes, I am working on making it great! Thanks Ste J. 🙂

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        • StetotheJ

          19/06/2013 at 19:38

          A happy week and the weekend on the horizon, perfect timing if you ask me.

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  14. Nadine

    23/06/2013 at 08:54

    Why do you write in this peculiar, pretentious and pompous faux-Shakespearean prose? Eg ‘Thusly’ and ‘mine eye’? ‘It was a pleasure, nay an honour’? It is as if, verily, you are trying to convince people of how learned and erudite you are. The poem is terrible! Are you all serious?Awkward, clunking and derivative, it apes a style but can’t pull it off – it’s doggerel. All of the above reads like a Steve Coogan sketch – along the lines of “aha landlord, a flagon of your finest ale methinks”. If you are going to write, keep it spare and let your images paint the picture, don’t try and do it with this cringeworthy flowery language. I can’t get my toes to uncurl now, dammit.

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    • StetotheJ

      23/06/2013 at 18:26

      Hey Nadine, Appreciate you taking the time to read, criticism is always welcome, when positive. I do enjoy a good Steve Coogan sketch I must admit, but I am not trying to convince anyone of ‘how learned and erudite’ I am. I’m aware my writing is of a good standard but I don’t really prioritise or should I say compromise my writing to affect how I come across, as long as people like it, which quite a few seem too.

      I enjoy throwing in some under used words that the English language is sadly lacking in these days, with its text and chav speak. Word play and old words have always been a source of enjoyment for many people. Of course you will no doubt have noticed that the post was written in the style of one of those old time tale tellers, hence all those types of words anyway. Adopting a certain style, enchances vocabulary and technique.

      The poem, agreed, was not a technically skilled one, it was however, something of value, at some point between two people. That is what made it beautiful, technique can only carry a piece of writing so far, the point being that the words and their meaning become far more powerful to people when read in that spirit. Critical eye can become somewhat redundant in romantic cases.

      As I said at the top of this email, I appreciate your reading, your comments, if nothing else, did make me think for a moment about how our blogs are read by people and what demographic our works should be aimed at, which is almost a post in itself. Anyways, hope you have managed to uncurl your toes by now, apologies for putting you into such discomfort.

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      • shiningstar85

        09/08/2013 at 18:32

        I can’t believe how popular u r… I don’t have the energy to keep up with your posts never mind other peoples or write my own!

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        • Ste J

          11/08/2013 at 08:31

          well the important thing is to not feel pressure to write or keep up, just enjoy it. I am very prolific at the moment, not sure why but quite happy to have some awesome followers, they just inspire me all the more.

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  15. shiningstar85

    09/08/2013 at 18:29

    this is true?! your writing itself is extremely poetic here. I have a book about a book (The end of Mr y its called by Scarlett Thomas which involves mystery, philosophy etc).

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    • Ste J

      11/08/2013 at 08:33

      Yup, true story, I have the poem still. It was one of those lovely things life rarely throws up, luckily I was in a position to share it. I have that book but haven’t read it yet…perhaps I will this year…I am reading quite a lot at the moment so I shall endeavour to keep going.

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      • shiningstar85

        18/08/2013 at 20:57

        I also have a lot on the go, it was 10 and read and listened to 2 more, but still most ever at one time and im getting on for 30 books so far this year which is by far the most ever, def good considering I was find in it hard concentrating on audio books last year

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