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I found a piece of myself, in a folder of typewritten pages, from twenty years ago, long thought lost forever. Stranger than finding a part of my dimmed past, was to see myself as a parody, acting out my virtual persona in the guise of poet, in the era when few people used computers, much less in their homes chatting with others across the nation, all too often their snoring partner oblivious to the nocturnal flirtations emanating from the glowing screen.
Trying to avoid the obvious but ever so tempting pun about having an actual chapter of my life reappear in the form of a sheath of papers from a couple of decades past, that very image nags me unceasingly. I smile slightly, with a metallic taste of irony in my mouth and mind, as I survey the sadly thin stack that is the culmination of what I long believed to be the most artistic phase of my life, this supposedly crucial chapter that is a painfully quick read.
Leafing through the loose pages first, I confess I do not remember why I felt compelled to comment on each poem and a good half of the titles escaped my memory. But I did uncover a few gems that clung to corners of my memory, a few phrases or an idea feebly lit up somewhere in the back of my mind. I also realized that I had no idea of the proper use of “its” in my poetry, causing part of me to chuckle as I saw the editor in me rise to the surface, tempted to clean up what, to my surprise, was some rather compelling writing.
Rasumovski was my online persona. Of course, my original online name was less original than my actual name, it being my actual name without spaces, hence no privacy or opportunity to play games I would not be proud to admit playing. As America Online was generous with their username allotment, I came up with two new user names that became my regular login personalities, the other name being Scherzo. Yes, this was in the glorious early days of AOL, where a stable dial up was the worst problem most users encountered…
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The Rasumovski Poems
So what were the poems of Rasumovski like? Below are links to a few of the poems by “Rasumosvki” for your perusal and (hopefully) pleasure:
- A Thought
- Her Dark Side
- Mood Indigo
- Museum Pieces
- Open Seating
- String Quartet
- Sunset on the Lake