Yes, Doug, it failed. And I was silly to put it up at all, but I try
to keep up with the Snaps - and this severe lack of judgement wsas
driven by anger. Mea culpa. Silence next time.
But somehow I shall try to write/right it.
Andrew
On 15/12/2007, Douglas Barbour <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> While agreeing with all your anger & pain about this Andrew, even from
> this distance, I feel that, as Janet suggests you will have to edit it,
> & that editing will demand getting a perspective that rids the poem of
> the screaming I, & clarifies earlier just what was done, & why that
> leads to this terrible conclusion (although I'm not sure that first
> line of the stanza works: 'my' & 'charges'?).
>
> Cries of rage are necessary, sometimes, but will they last as poems?
>
> Or is that even a fair question at this moment?
>
> Don't know.
>
> Doug
> On 12-Dec-07, at 7:05 AM, andrew burke wrote:
>
> > Hide, my little black charges,
> > hide in the bushes
> > in the dry creek beds,
> > hide until
> > Justice overwhelms Law
> > in this primitive land
> > where today's Dreaming
> > is Nightmare.
> Douglas Barbour
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>
> beautiful, charcoal, beautiful, like words
> that never get old, the sons of thunder beating
>
> C.D. Wright
>
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Andrew
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