My poor scapegoat,
I almost love you
but would have cast, I know,
the stones of silence.
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- I'm a obsidian idea poet for 606 comments.
- I am a 17 year old girl (New Zealand)
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- I have 606 comments, 6 contests, 1 column, 3 poems, 2 journals
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Song lyrics, not a poem.45 lines, 14 comments, October 31. In noguest
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A survey, not a poem.285 lines, 12 comments, October 18. In noguest
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29 lines, 36 comments, September 29. In noguest
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lyrebird on November 22I almost have that poem memorised, you know.
I can feel the tug ... the wind on her naked front.
It blows her nipples to amber beads,
it shakes the frail rigging of her ribs.
[This was the grotesque imagery.]
I can see her drowned body in the bog.
[His objective description.]
Her shaved head like a stubble of black corn,
[That's what it actually looked like.]
her blindfold a soiled bandage,
[A headband, apparently.]
her noose a ring
to store the memories of love.
[Love, as opposed to sex.]
Little adulteress, [Little adulterer is more like it.]
before they punished you
you were flaxen-haired,
undernourished, and your
tar-black face was beautiful.
My poor scapegoat,
I almost love you
but would have cast, I know,
the stones of silence.
I am the artful voyeur [Mrs G. totally misinterpreted this word. It drove me nuts.]
I who have stood dumb
when your betraying sisters,
[That's the Irish for you!
]
cauled in tar, wept by the railings,
who would connive
in civilized outrage
yet understand the exact
and tribal, intimate revenge.
Read:
+ Bone Dreams
+ Casualty
+ Death of a Naturalist
+ Limbo [I love this one! I was so angry that we didn't study it.]
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lyrebird on November 22I drove to Palgarup today!
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tb. on November 21i'm not, though you are.
i hate you. -
nicki1 on November 21I would never break your guestbook, I live for it.
I don't know, my sleep is shit. Just like everybody else's, I imagine. I hate sleep.
I know, it annoyed me so much the way she ended it! Jimmy isn't going to be a main character, though, I don't think.
I'm just coming towards the end of Cat's Eye at the moment. I've had it for a whole fucking year almost, but couldn't seem to read it. I love it now, though.
You shold get ittttt. I might ask for it for christmas. All I ever ask my brother for is books, which annoys him for some reason.
This has been such a rambling message! Probably because I've barely spoken to anyone today. Oh, well.
<3
