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Oh but I would hold you all

coiled warm like viscera

in the dark of my gut

 

but

 

oh but I would tie you up

all of you hobbled by prayer

tight roped bound to me

to keep you safe from death and life

 

but

 

oh but I would hold your

sleep flushed heads and

sweaty hair,

down on my ample thighs

and shield your eyes from the bad things

 

but

 

you would be too heavy

and I couldn't bear it

you would be too bound

and never learn it

you would be too warm

and never breathe.

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Cate Greenlees

Mon 1st Mar 2010 23:13

Lovely Rachel.....like Isobel says the style is so different and uniquely you.
Cate xx

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Andy N

Mon 1st Mar 2010 08:11

I agree with Greg here.. It has a very soft tone to the words and the structure of a prayer. Beauitful - really enjoyed this!

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jane wilcock

Sun 28th Feb 2010 16:41

lovely.

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Isobel

Sat 27th Feb 2010 16:09

This is a lovely poem - similar to the one Cate did, but very different in style. Great imagery and structure.

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Greg Freeman

Sat 27th Feb 2010 10:40

This is an incantation, a prayer. Beautiful and right, so many will identify with it; and that, for me, is one indicator of the success of a poem. You'll have to give it a sharper title sometime, Rachel, that it merits. Greg

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