It is the subtext - so gently alluded to - that makes this more than merely
clever, but a poignant description of the painful erasure of language,
memories and mind.
My favourite bit is the 'nouns/sounds/mouths' assonance - somehow
reminiscent of a toothless mumbling.
I also enjoy the last stanza, whose adjectives and adverbs are sweet and
loving and bring the poem to life.
I find the 'pixels' grate a little - do they 'snap'? I'm not sure.
Thanks for sending - it is all the more tender in that it comes from the
heart.
Terri )O(
-----Original Message-----
From: The Pennine Poetry Works [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On Behalf
Of Christina Fletcher
Sent: 01 December 2004 11:40
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Subject: New sub: Thief
Thief
Someone's stealing nouns
to dissect, sort and string
into alphabets sold as brand new
sounds for babies' mouths.
Quick, record everything
you remember. Write it down,
snap it in pixels and store it on disc
before they snatch your stories:
your sweet adjectives and living verbs,
the loving, thoughtful linking of words
into whole phrases, sentences.
christina fletcher
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