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Scuttle
Sisters, spin and plunge. This
morass home breaks.
Sisters, we pray. Fold
our hands, pat and stroke.
Dwindled and fragmented, we
invoke Him.
Domine Deus Omnipotens in Cuius
Manu Omnis Victoria Consistit
We behold a stir; a scent of
sweet breath threads the air.
Sisters, scurry, hurry. A
scrape enkindles our thirst.
Sisters! She comes closer,
ever closer. Betimes we sup.
Published 9th Nov 2012
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- Edited 16th May 2018 10:05pm
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17th Nov 2012 8:59am
I'm very flattered that my work is mentioned in the same breath as Plath.
I know who she is, but never read her... Don't hit me! It's on my list of must-reads..
Thanks very much for that comment, Jack. You made my day.
I know who she is, but never read her... Don't hit me! It's on my list of must-reads..
Thanks very much for that comment, Jack. You made my day.
20th Nov 2012 00:59am
X'lent piece...
puts in
in mind of
Mina Loy......
check'er out &
write on&on
puts in
in mind of
Mina Loy......
check'er out &
write on&on
20th Nov 2012 5:11am