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Thank you, Sheila. Much appreciated L On 2 June 2015 at 17:52, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Lawrence, when I read this, I go somewhere that is powerful in terms of > integration of feelings from multiple places. I am not inclined to analyze. > Instead, I go with you, I go with what you propose. It is a very strong and > honest venture. I really love the power of it. > > Sheila > > On Tue, Jun 2, 2015 at 9:27 AM, Lawrence Upton <[log in to unmask]> > wrote: > > > If I lived elsewhere, this version had died > > > > in draft, crossed through and much overwritten – > > > > as once I was foetal, fishlike. There are, > > > > of us, ocean qualities; though we need boats > > > > for life, bringing us to dry mountain tops. > > > > > > > > Ghosts jangle their ways into their lost peace, > > > > denying that which they must acknowledge. > > > > > > > > What I have been, my pen pushes through me, > > > > writing all that I am since becoming. > > > > My hand and I are guided. Like a beast > > > > led to new pasture. Or a well-fed horse > > > > suddenly burdened by someone not itself, > > > > of doubtable love, spurring; who does no harm > > > > yet leads it into harm. I am too young > > > > in brain to do anything otherwise. I am > > > > here now; and now is all I’ve ever known. > > > > > > > > He whose experience taught me of him > > > > is not accessible today. Not here. > > > > My memory updates a teacher’s chalk list. > > > > My imposed tasks and my weird brief identity. > > > > All of my now lost years are new leaf mould > > > > and myth. My poor recall’s a charm on the dead. > > >