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Interesting Andrew. I see a lot of poems going back to the caps at the beginning of each line these days, but cant understand why. Hmmnn? I think you can edit down a bit: as: do you need 'I feel' when youve already said 'In my mind'? Doug On 2011-06-09, at 3:27 AM, andrew burke wrote: > On hard rock ridges in The Kimberley— > Red flushed cheekbones on its ancient face— > Grooves scar the surface > Where Jaru sharpened their spears. > Wild extremes of weather > Haven’t worn these stone grooves flat, > Millennia haven’t erased the patina > Of one civilisation before another, > The one before us now. > > In my mind I feel grooves > Of dogma, prayers and chants, > Delicious incense and the lyrical smell > Of candles snuffed after Benediction. > Torrential rains have questioned them, > Wild winds are weaker than their hold. > At night in the yard I stand, evaluating > Their mark, their meaning, and turn away > Unsatisfied. > > -- > > All comments welcome, as always. > > -- > > Andrew > http://hispirits.blogspot.com/ > 'Mother Waits for Father Late' republished available at > http://www.picaropress.com/ > http://www.qlrs.com/poem.asp?id=766 > http://frankshome.org/AndrewBurke.html > Douglas Barbour [log in to unmask] http://www.ualberta.ca/~dbarbour/ http://eclecticruckus.wordpress.com/ Latest books: Continuations (with Sheila E Murphy) http://www.uap.ualberta.ca/UAP.asp?LID=41&bookID=664 Wednesdays' http://abovegroundpress.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-from-aboveground-press_10.html Transforming once reasonable human beings into gullible idiots is one of the biggest businesses we have. Charles Simic