Its passing felt by ache
by loss none can evade
by turn of wrist we watch
as allotted seconds spin
Its edge forward speeds
yet slowly once perceived
microwaves beep display
show time as ‘End’
Saturday Shorts – Slowly Once Perceived
EDC Writing – Believing Sight Unseen
'words in place of molecules – boundaries explored'
I heard a fly buzz when i died.
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I feel I should know a line from where, yet feel as though it’s yours?
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I wish. It’s brilliant Emily Dickinson. She’s dying, wondering whether there’s an afterlife, expecting sth grant, but then a fly appears – sth very mundane which will be the last thing she’ll see before she dies.
Make sure you also find Because I could not stop for Death.
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I will… and for me Philip Larkin’s ‘Aubade’ says it a all – I’ll be doing a post on Mr Larkin soon, the only poet I’ve read every word.
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Not really my cup of tea, but I’m looking forward to it.
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Beautiful. Really Beautiful.
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Thank you, G…
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