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| and the fronds uncurl to tinier fronds and so on | which seem meticulous synonyms for murder | | like a froth of hands on metallic surfaces | making and unmaking | and underneath the mindless carnivorous ocean Great movie, Alison ;) Best, Frank *************** Frank Parker [log in to unmask] http://now.at/frankshome ----- Original Message ----- From: "Alison Croggon" <[log in to unmask]> To: <[log in to unmask]> Sent: Tuesday, December 25, 2001 3:07 PM Subject: More poem | I've enjoyed all the poems of the past few days, and how various! | The different erotisms of Liz's and Dave's, for example. But I'm way | too post-Christmas to say anything sensible. | | I wrote a poem, to my surprise, a couple of days ago, so here it is: | | | the bees have declared an amnesty | their dances are only lyrical effusions | | and why are apricots so illiterate? | yet they diffuse their promiscuous perfumes | sliming the earth with rot | | one has always mistrusted the language of cats | and their devotion to hygiene | | so many things slide and tumble | churches flounder in tides of mud | shoes dissolve in a week | | and why do scissors keep disappearing? | if you ask nature for absolution | it senselessly posts you flowers and blood | | and the fronds uncurl to tinier fronds and so on | which seem meticulous synonyms for murder | | like a froth of hands on metallic surfaces | making and unmaking | and underneath the mindless carnivorous ocean | | | | | | -- | | | Alison Croggon | | Home page | http://www.users.bigpond.com/acroggon/ | Masthead | http://au.geocities.com/masthead_2/ |