Thank you, both Robin and Anny, to say kind words about my lice. I would
hastily emphasise that it is a work of fiction!!! Its real subjects are the
war, plus metaphysics and neurological structure, an obvious combination. I
would echo though comments someone made, and I really can't remember who,
that detailed discussion of poems is what a poetry list requires. I wrote
that thing in minutes, first on paper then on the PC, now either I'm a
genius with superhuman capacities or there must be things at fault with it,
failing any critique by another I will start lambasting it myself!
Praise can be a lonelier place that hate.
Best
Dave
David Bircumshaw
Leicester, England
Home Page
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Painting Without Numbers
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----- Original Message -----
From: "Anny Ballardini" <[log in to unmask]>
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Sent: Wednesday, April 02, 2003 9:45 PM
Subject: Re: Ode to Lice
well done david,
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> Neat!!!
>
> Robin
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "david.bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Wednesday, April 02, 2003 5:10 PM
> Subject: Ode to Lice
>
>
> > O LICELINESS
> >
> > Typically they trickle down the arm late at night, looking like little
> > armoured personnel carriers, those compact bodies, but can be expunged
> with
> > a flick.
> >
> > Which is rather God-like, one thinks.
> >
> > I can't say I eat them, not quite my taste, but I know the Mandarins
wore
> > them along with their gowns. Like friends. But one begins to wonder, or
is
> > it wander, in the self-proclaimed mind, about their generation, rather
> > Aristotelian methinks, as if they were born from mud, a swampy thought,
a
> > morass like God, like the idea of holding a brain in one's hands.
> >
> > That grey sponge. That spider's trail of crevasse.
> >
> > And slowly as a tank what might be termed conscience turns, with an
> > undertaker's reluctance of pace, to an awareness of what do they call
> it? -
> > life
> >
> > is as small
> >
> > as this planet to the cosmos
> >
> > or the cold I had last Wednesday
> >
> > or the louse I brushed away.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> > Best (!)
> >
> >
> > Dave
> >
> >
> >
> > David Bircumshaw
> >
> > Leicester, England
> >
> > Home Page
> >
> > A Chide's Alphabet
> >
> > Painting Without Numbers
> >
> > http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/index.htm
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