4.15.13 The Morning After Our Giant Argument
Philistine crows begin to call the Sunday meeting to order.The bells of their voices soar in over skullcap hills.You stand defiant at my door, five smooth stones buriedin the sling of your heart.
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Wow. Sounds like a bad one. Love, love, love the last three lines! What a great description of lingering anger.
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Agree with Gretasue about those last three lines. Those are just perfect. Don't know if I'd make the crows' voices bells. I get the metaphor (and I've actually rung church bells to call services to...
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oh, i LOVE those skullcap hills. Aren't titles da balm, the way the caps work, doing double-duty. Haveta say, I am reading everything wrong today, not quite seeing letters as they are. i hope you...
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Are their voices percussive enough to be gavels? Probably not.
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Agree totally on those last lines. It's the word "sling" that does it.
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