Tracey: Good, strong write: "Staging its quiet coop." My dad has macular degeneration--directly caused by one of the (he calls them) "rhythm medicines" he is on for his heart. His grandad went blind, and he is very (tho silently) fearing the same fate. It is so sad to see him struggle with reading small print, and I have to go behind him and verify his measurements. Do you know how small 1/32 of an inch is? He does some woodworking, and it is affecting his ability to "play." So damned sad. Thank you for this piece. Blessings on you, dear moderator-estraordinaire! Wilka
This poem elicits strong, strong emotion and the unbearableness of knowing "no prisoners" spins it to more than one can tolerate. Excellent poem. And also, the reference, "like a lover", wow. That got to me.
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My dad has macular degeneration--directly caused by one of the (he calls them) "rhythm medicines" he is on for his heart. His grandad went blind, and he is very (tho silently) fearing the same fate.
It is so sad to see him struggle with reading small print, and I have to go behind him and verify his measurements. Do you know how small 1/32 of an inch is? He does some woodworking, and it is affecting his ability to "play." So damned sad.
Thank you for this piece.
Blessings on you, dear moderator-estraordinaire!
Wilka
good poem
Tracey, this line emotionalizes your acrostic to maximum intensity!Very well-written.