terrific last line
On 23/05/2012, at 9:25 PM, Lawrence Upton wrote:
> He is coming in behind her. Could be,
> she is leading him; or was sent forward.
> Certainly, she is doing the stuff. Smiling.
> He, however, is not happy at all.
> The head is tilted with harsh aggression,
> pulled back and up, pointing the jaws, a dog
> fully considering attack: he glares
> and he assesses, overtones mixing.
>
> If there is a ground note, it is large fear
> of losing what he does not own but rules,
> the landowner assessing by sight the strength
> of his rebellious peasantry, wondering
> how long it will take the constabulary
> to arrive from town. He senses trouble
> for his place in the form of one he knows
> with some half-remembered apprehension.
> What the hell are you doing here? ask eyes
> obsessed by other people and themselves.
> He is scared of everything that is not him.
>
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> Lawrence Upton
> Visiting Fellow, Music Dept,
> Goldsmiths, University of London
> New Cross, London SE14 6NW
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