Tuesday, December 09, 2008


. . . upon the stair
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The Man Who Isn't Here

The other night upon the stair
I met a man who pulled my hair
I kicked out hard and watched him sway
And now that man will stay away


I always thought the original poem was too scary for words -- so, I turned the tables.


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EDIT:

It's been brought to my attention that not everyone is familiar with the original poem. There are several variations floating around, but here's the one I've always heard:

The Man Who Wasn't There

The other day upon the stair
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again, today
I wish that man would go away!
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7 comments:

  1. Anonymous7:18 PM

    love the new spin!

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  2. Unknown7:55 PM

    Thanks, Anonymous.

    That's me -- spinning as fast as I can!

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  3. ~Babs8:09 PM

    Oh!
    I can visualize a grand lady swooping up or down that staircase. Full skirts billowing,,back straight.
    In charge!
    Great image,,,and poem!

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  4. ~Babs8:11 PM

    Also love the Great Escape below. Fabulous!

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  5. Unknown8:23 PM

    Thanks, Babs!

    That staircase is located in Sunset Station, which was, for many years, a grand, old, train depot, and is now an entertainment center.

    Even after all the renovations, the depot resonates with the energy of all those traveling souls.

    As for "The Great Escape" -- when a red living room is not enough, I dream of red planets...

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  6. dearprudence1:47 AM

    you post way more often than i do which is commendable...and every time i come back to your blog to reply to your comment i try and find my favorite photo to comment on. however this time, i just kept scrolling down trying to pick one. i love your latest!!

    i love photos of staircases especially so this is the post i chose!

    i could not figure out how to fix that treasury thing. plus i am too lazy to delete that post. it was not just you. it was me.

    i made no sales but i have since made up for it. fingers crossed that it keeps up!

    and i too have that song constantly stuck in my head. prudence gets that song sung to her daily plus that smelly cat song from friends. she is such a lucky kitten to always be serenaded :)

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  7. Lynette7:28 PM

    Shivers...this is surreal, spooky, eerie almost like a vision from the Twilight Zone, I love it!!!

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