Friday, October 10, 2008

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I reach into a Grandfather Clock.
The parlour is still,
without ticks
in this dead afternoon hour,
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Garry Stanton
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Duncan Mackenzie 14 October 2008

Love the briskness of this poem. It's language is economical, bare, but evokes richness of imagery.

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Mamta Agarwal 10 October 2008

you have really created an atmosphere well, very graphic and vivid imagery. the pedulam lives again an arthritic rhythm. lovely10 Mamta

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Garry Stanton

Garry Stanton

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