> Hello Sally,
Many thanks for your reading and comments on this one. Still working on it, I think.
Best wishes, Mike
>
> Hmm well I don't know about this one Mike but it is very complex and sex
> comes into it and crucifiction and I think could be read as a little
> sadistic in places especially the first verse and I read shaft or the hook
> as the penis.
> The second verse as the slotting together as in the sexual act does come
> across but I did read your reply to Christina.
> I find it a little disturbing but actually the last line says a lot about
> the loss of innocense. Loss of a lover in betrayal is a terrible feeling
> akin to a crucifiction of the soul. Well that's my reading. Bw Sally J
>
> >From: Mike Horwood <[log in to unmask]>
> >Reply-To: The Pennine Poetry Works <[log in to unmask]>
> >To: [log in to unmask]
> >Subject: New sub: Making connections
> >Date: Thu, 16 Dec 2004 13:14:44 +0200
> >
> >Hello Troops!
> >Iīm getting really bogged down with this one. Some things about it I like,
> >but Iīm bothered about whether the connections are really being made here,
> >and whether there are too many of them. Please assist a poet in distress (3
> >wives and a child to support, erm, no, thatīs not right.....
> >
> >
> >Making Connections
> >
> >Superb, I curve like a coat hook
> >in the cloakroom of my first school,
> >where, in our innocence, we used to swing,
> >two small hands clasped round the shaft,
> >knees drawn up, or dream of hoisting
> >a foe to leave him hanging helpless
> >as the Romans did. Six thousand
> >along the Appian Way, nailed
> >or tied to the woodwork.
> >
> >Truly, we are hooked and forked,
> >designed to dovetail as smoothly
> >as the carpenter slots cross-joints.
> >With feet planted slightly apart
> >and hips a little forward, I pause
> >to glance through the window at a bird
> >with a worm twisting in its beak,
> >then tense my muscles. I bear against a weight
> >and pressure. I press against resistance.
> >
> >We know how snugly the hook fits the worm,
> >how the worm slides down a gullet.
> >Yes, I think, itīs all tearing, impaling
> >and swallowing. So fishing, carpentry
> >and the knowledge that a man will twist
> >when a bird spears his eyeball
> >all have this in common,
> >this loss of innocence.
> >
> >
> >
> >Mike
>
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