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The Librarian's Revenge ©

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Dealing with it

Tara ShannonPosted by Tara Shannon 17 Jun, 2009 02:58PM

Candle light like honey leaks from the wax
A room, thin as paper and forged like a signature
Made for purpose, intention:
This room will show the corpse of a loved one.
Yes, that’ll do ‘em for now.

The old woman’s no longer a Nan,
Or a wife, cleaner, ruthless bingo go-getter
Gardener, cook, crossword-solver,
Mother, sister, letter checker
But child, yes.

Clutched yet again by darkness

Do you fear her, envy her
Because she is dead?

Aged and worn, you can see it in the cracks, but now
So carefree she allows herself to rot away
Lost like a cut tree,
Chopped and ambition pulled
From the roots
From the very moment of decision
To fall


Posted by Mary D. 05 Oct, 2009 01:41PM

powerfull!

Posted by Leif Ahnland 29 Jun, 2009 07:36PM

Hi Tara.

I want to say this is great stuff. Without giving too much away I want to ask if it's alright to use this one at the end of The Librarian's Revenge? I'm not 100% sure yet but I think you found a very good way of writing about someone's death. As a rule, your poems are always striking some kind of truth. That's really cool. I never see you at school but would like to discuss a couple of things with you so if you ever do go to school come by the library, that would be great.

Do you write any prose by any chance? I would very much like to see it if that's the case. You can get back to me at leif@pseudocity.org.

The Librarian

Posted by Martin Oakshaft 17 Jun, 2009 04:52PM

oh wow.. thats brilliant!