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Posted by lenchenelf on December 2, 2010 - 13:37
from the ABC set Camera Obscura

I can recall, but not revisit travail of childbirth,
wince at remembered abscess or broken bone,
or pump a well of personal grief and despair,

it never runs dry.

Not one of these aches lends me right to speak with your voice,
to weep through your blindfold, keen out your pain
muffled through arid, choking cloth, betrayed by humanity,

as the first stone is cast.

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ed.16.12.10

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Silver Spun Sand | December 3, 2010 - 11:23

As is usual with your poetry, not a single word is wasted here in its writing; each one in its turn, adding another piece that makes the whole. Much enjoyed;-)

Tina

lenchenelf | December 4, 2010 - 02:23

Thanks for your kind thoughts Tina.
I'm not comfortable with the title..but will think on it. atb Lena xx
ed 4.12.10

rjnewlyn | December 16, 2010 - 00:46

I think the title's a good one. It's very effective - as Tina says, not a word wasted.

Rob

lenchenelf | December 16, 2010 - 11:29

Thanks Rob, the original title was 'Skimming' Though it conveyed some of the levels of meaning I hoped for, it may have concentrated the direction to 'a superficial reading' Never content ;-) atb Lena xx

rjnewlyn | December 17, 2010 - 23:09

Yes I can see what you mean. I think you chose right in the end.

Rob

lenchenelf | December 19, 2010 - 15:53

Thanks again Rob, very much appreciated xx