Thanks Christina I am glad it gave you a warm glow. There seems to be mixed
feelings about the ending and will admit it could work both ways but the
theme tune triggered the poem in the first place so guess I may keep it but
will omit about nanny not being here anymore. Thanks Sally J
>From: Christina Fletcher <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Re: new sub Nanny and the Archers
>Date: Sun, 23 May 2004 08:28:28 EDT
>
>Gosh sally, this is lovely! I love the title and I read the poem with the
>greatest pleasure. It's so warm and comforting. For me, the natural
>ending's
>'my silence could end'. I know it means losing that wicked Archers bending
>your bow and the arrows but the poem took me right there so I didn't want
>to be
>immediately reminded that Nanny was dead and the poem's evocative enough
>not
>to have to say that you miss her. The other thing I wondered about was
>'the
>box' because it's such a common term for the tele' these days that I want
>something to take me back to the battery radio. There are a few other nits
>but
>I'll wait to see whether they bother anyone else because, in my book, this
>is
>ace.
>bw
>christina
>
> >
> > Nanny and the Archers
> >
> > Long before Coronation Street
> > nanny listened to the Archers
> > Everything seemed to stop
> > at the same time every evening
> > the clocked ticked slower
> > and the sun set his fixed stare
> > through the front window
> > Nanny’s knitting cuddled her knee
> > and the mystery novel laughed
> > with her reading glasses on the front page
> > I sat cross-legged on the peg rug
> > noted my Sunday best in the middle pattern
> > listened to every word the box murmured
> > Nanny’s wrinkles made patterns on her face
> > and once I saw a tear stick in a narrow groove
> > her brown eyes dance in the coal’s light
> > and the bones of her fingers
> > shake the china saucer
> > I would sit in the half lotus position
> > till the last la di da di da da faded
> > and the click of the knob signalled
> > my silence could end
> > Nanny is not here anymore
> > but the Archers can still bend my bow
> > send the arrows flying to her memory
> > as straight as her grip on my childhood.
> >
> > sally james
>
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