Thursday, June 1, 2006

Everyday Existance Comments

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The child,
Siting hunched in the corner,
Cold and hungry,
Watches the heaving bodies on the make-shift bed.
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Francesca Johnson 01 June 2006

I cannot find the words to express how I feel about the content of this poem, Jayne. I can only say that you've written extremely well about something which goes on all too often behind closed doors and which taints the lives of all who bear witness to it. You've caught it perfectly. Love, Fran xx

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Uriah Hamilton 01 June 2006

very dark and tragic, and I'm sure terribly true in the world.

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David Darbyshire 01 June 2006

ya survivors, there every were darling nice poem dave xxx

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