I, too, like this dark christmas thangdoodle, birk. good stuff.
judy
> From: Frederick Pollack <[log in to unmask]>
> Date: 2005/12/27 Tue AM 09:06:51 EST
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: Doodle
>
> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "David Bircumshaw" <[log in to unmask]>
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> Sent: Tuesday, December 27, 2005 6:54 AM
> Subject: Doodle
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>
> The Triangle Drop-in Centre
>
> The dossers snigger at the untuned trumpet
> And the songs they should sing
> For this (lottery funded) Christmas supper.
> Even the herald angels
>
> Press hands over ears. Like a brickyard
> Abandoned in a rush,
> Boxes stack and tumble at the foot
> Of the invisible. Tree not there,
>
> Tree not reaching heavenheadward,
> As the wet snow waits
> Outside, writing as it slaps your face
> Its true name: cold rain.
>
> Considerably more than a "doodle"! "Boxes stack and tumble at the foot / Of
> the invisible" - excellent!
>
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