Myself, Harriet, I am simply overwhelmed by:
"She must put on the garments of a mother
and ladle him to earth, droplet by droplet,"
which I think worthy of Hardy at his best - the tellingness of the concrete
detail.
And it's a superb piece overall.
Which maybe demonstrates that writing poems about impossible concepts like
'beauty' is maybe the best way to convey them. Rather than wrangling over
definitions. Maybe the difficulty of directly saying things is one of the
needs for poems to come into existence.
Best
Dave
David Bircumshaw
Leicester, England
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Subject: Re: Beauty
> Oh, Alison, your poem is powerful. Forget questions of beauty, this is
> pristine, fundamental, tortuous female understanding of ....
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> Harriet
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