Lovely poem.
I miss the warm hand from the original version, though.
joanna
> thanks to Frank Parker's excellent suggestions to toss "ings" and other
> bits, here's revised poem:
>
>
> Adjustments
>
>
> a light
> in this inked passage
> urges us ahead
>
> past our
> loose partitions
> our torn histories
>
> through yellowed halls
> walls shrink
> and stretch
> our future
>
> we match
> patterned papers
> dying colours
> worn places
>
> we hang mirrors
> at every room end
> face ourselves
> in infinity
>
> close space
> turn time inside
> search for hand
> in hand
>
> ~~~~~
> Judy Prince
> 18.12.05
> Loughborough UK
>
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