Yes you are right, Barbara that is what I meant to say. Thanks sally J
>From: Barbara Ostrander <[log in to unmask]>
>Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
>To: [log in to unmask]
>Subject: Re: new sub Cradle snatching
>Date: Tue, 6 Jul 2004 08:48:58 EDT
>
>In a message dated 7/6/2004 6:51:39 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
>[log in to unmask] writes:
>
> > Cradle snatching
> >
> > For the last few mornings, I have seen him
> > crouched upon the roof
> > rat a tat tatting with his little hammer
> > knocking in the nails
> > placing the tiles upon the roof
> > chest bare to the elements
> > trousers fitting snugly, around
> > his tight little arse
> > showing a hint of blue boxers
> > but no builders bum
> >
> > Sometimes he stops
> > pat his peks
> > wipes the sweat from his forehead
> >
> > When it drizzles
> > his six pack ripples in the rain
> > his hairless chest glistens
> > like it has just been polished
> > and a gold chain dangles around his
> > neat little neck
> > sways with the rhythm of his movements
> >
> > He is Art in motion
> > the builder of lost dreams
> > and some mother’s son.
> >
> > Sally James
> >
>
>Sally, the ending makes me think the narrator is reminding herself that he
>is
>too young which the title also implies. I'm not quite sure about the last
>line. Think there might be a way to end it with more of a twist? What
>about
>ending it, "the same age as my son"? Just a thought.
>
>Barbara
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