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Re: New sub: CBD ( Rewrite)

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grasshopper <[log in to unmask]>

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The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>

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Sun, 26 Jan 2003 18:30:41 -0000

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Dear Arthur,
The first thing that struck me about this was the inconsistency of
punctuation. Include or not  (I think there has to be a very strong reaon
for not including), but you have to decide on one way or the other, and
stick to it.
   Isn't it strange how poems trigger memories? Ever since I read this I've
had a song from 'Oliver' going through my head- I actually think it's the
best in the whole musical. Oliver wakes up and looks out of the window and
sees the flower-sellers and street traders hawking their wares with the
traditional street-cries. - 'Ripe,ripe, strawberries ripe', Who will buy my
sweet red roses, two blooms for a penny' etc...... The cries blend together
, and over it comes Oliver's sweet treble voice, 'Who will buy? Who will
buy..this beautiful morning, and wrap it in a package for me?'
Absolutely beautiful.
Kind regards,
grasshopper
----- Original Message -----
From: "arthur seeley" <[log in to unmask]>
To: <[log in to unmask]>
Sent: Saturday, January 25, 2003 9:35 AM
Subject: [THE-WORKS] New sub: CBD ( Rewrite)


          The CBD

Sun on blasted stone glows
golden clean windows wink

white clouds bloom high
over me and move sedately on

the air’s clear and cold and sweet
as a glass of Sauterne

trees by the memorial pruned to cups
bare now but budded

a pigeon displays his wings
and boat-body on the blue.

All their confusions of deeds,
stock and valuta useless in dim vaults

heaped shells bar pearl
wadded wealth and copper coinage

buys not one second of a morning
rich and full as this.

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