Thank you, Sue -- & your question is appreciated, as I didn't know why
it [the horse] was there, either, and considered evicting it.
I think I will. It works better without, I think --
& I await a note from the Christo lawyers, demanding I remove the
thumbnails of the copyrighted photos . . .
On Tue, 1 Mar 2005 17:21:26 +1100, Sue Stanford <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> I really like this poem, Sharon. Found it enhanced on your blog by the
> pictures.
>
> I looked in vain for the horse. Such a vivid description - but I'm missing
> something as I don't know why it is there.
>
> Sue
>
> At 01:06 AM 3/1/2005, you wrote:
> >Sharon Brogan wrote:
> >
> >>First one must find a concept
> >>large enough to contain the entire
> >>city: 'Saffron', perhaps, or 'Gate'.
> >>The horse pulls its head into
> >>its neck, making its body an
> >>S below the gibbous moon.
> >>Cover the river in grey silk. Let
> >>the building reinvent itself
> >>in soft satin curves. Owls
> >>resent this impersonation
> >>of their essence, feathers
> >>cloaking coldness and no
> >>blood. Let mice run beneath
> >>the strutted floors, the gilded
> >>ceilings arched like stars over
> >>nothing. Nothing in this sky
> >>is identified, so let it be
> >>that.
> >>--
> >>Sharon Brogan
> >>http://www.sbpoet.com
> >>
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