Dear Trish,
      This is Christina's poem-- I was only commenting on it.
Kind regards,
     grasshopper

----- Original Message -----
From: "Trish Harewood" <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Sunday, April 06, 2003 12:50 AM
Subject: Re: [THE-WORKS] New sub: John (first draft)


> Dear Grasshopper,
>
> I perceive you know something about the inside of a nursing home! The
> combination of resentment on the carer's part (in the re-iteration of the
> anonymity of the nameless someone) and  sadness (the broken sentences
catch
> in the throat) sums up the pathos of the condition which prevents the
client
> from ever knowing his carer's name!
>
> Moving!
> Thanks, Trish
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "grasshopper" <[log in to unmask]>
> To: <[log in to unmask]>
> Sent: Saturday, April 05, 2003 5:16 PM
> Subject: Re: New sub: John (first draft)
>
>
> > Dear Christina,
> > Very deft and poignant, and makes a telling point about all those
nameless
> > people who do the necessary and dirty jobs--for peanuts, of course.
> > Kind regards,
> >           grasshopper
> >
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: Christina Fletcher
> > Sent: Friday, April 04, 2003 10:03 AM
> > Subject: [THE-WORKS] New sub: John (first draft)
> >
> >
> >
> >        John
> >
> >        Someone scours filthy bowls of scum and razored stubble.
> >        Someone makes the bed, lays out your clothes, remembers
> >        words you can't recall.
> >
> >        Someone - you'd like to catch his name,
> >        although he knows you can't - wades through piss
> >        and disinfects the floor,
> >
> >        brings acid drops to cheer you up.
> >        He tells you you're a doddle, sings-along-a-Max,
> >        knows the plot you missed: Kat's away,
> >
> >        Pat moved in with Barry. He wipes his feet
> >        before he washes yours and clips your horny toenails.
> >        Sometimes, you think that he's your son and call him 'John'.
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >       christina fletcher
>