In a message dated 3/8/02 10:41:13 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< This is very much a first draft. I'm not sure whether this needs notes -
probably does but Google has information if anyone is interested. I'm very
nervous about this poem. Please tell me if it's awful or just a non-event.
bw
christina
Septembers
I think of Lutfi - his dictionary,
his index finger missing.
[and which Lutfi might this be? many on websearch!]
Here are his three wise monkeys - I keep them
to remind me of what he said
about Deir Yassin - how my memory
drowned in oil. How I swallowed
and forgot Qibya, gulped
and the gulf deepened, widened
until I saw a tidy evil, [never thought of evil as tidy before now]
plugged ears and closed mouths,
failed to mark the years
between Septembers. [fabulous end]
kol tuv, Ryfkah
christina fletcher >>
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