Norton Hodges wrote:
>
> Snapshot: My Tabloid hell
>
> Never has a threesome
> with a Page 3 stunna and
> her mate in a blizzard of cocaine or
> a red rose at breakfast
> in a cut glass vase.
>
> Never seen the sun rise
> in the desert after
> backpacking all day
> taut with restraint
> or arrived home to a
> surprise shower from
> fifteen close friends.
>
> Never been dwarfed by
> skyscrapers in a yellow cab
> with a wise guy driver
> who voted Bush or
> romanced by a widow
> with flagrant designs on
> my body.
>
> Only lived with the
> Chinese puzzle of an
> untrusting heart and
> wavered on the sidelines
> across the doomed land.
>
> Only made a faltering record
> from short memory, desultory
> emails and silence.
>
> Only hidden my face from
> the moon without a well-done steak,
> a birthday cake, a few cold ones.
>
> Norton Hodges, Oakham, Rutland UK 7:30 a.m.
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Nice. But why "without" in the last stanza? Just adds more gloom,
doesn't do anything interesting - need some contrast. However solitary
and depressed, persona could hide from the moon "with" a well-done
steak.
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