[lit-ideas] Re: Directions
- From: John McCreery <john.mccreery@xxxxxxxxx>
- To: "lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx" <lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
- Date: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 08:03:20 +0900
Lawrence,
Your poems about Susan are frightening and, of course, in many senses very
close to home. I do hope that you are able to make a collection of them and
create a book or archive to which new generations of readers can turn when
their times come.
John
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> On 2014/11/10, at 3:58, Lawrence Helm <lawrencehelm@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx> wrote:
>
> Directions 11-09-14
>
> Even when I look inside,
> Or especially when I do,
> There are no clear directions.
> I skitter off fleeing
> Toward locations I
> Suspect aren’t really there.
> Oh I knew it would be chancy
>
> Back in those days;
> I was quick and cleaver:
> “Who here has a good
> Sense of direction,” I would
> Ask, and some private
> Not too shy would volunteer.
> Susan was also very good,
>
> But her liver now
> Won’t keep toxins
> From her blood and she
> Is like me, lacking
> A knowledge of where
> We need to go
> And how to get there.
>
>
>
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