BlueIris
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Fri Dec-26-08 11:19 AM
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The BlueIris Semi-Nightly Poetry Break, 12/26/08 |
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"Stuck"
Stuck in these hills by my own design I find pathways to the other world choked with introspection now.
This cabin full of comfort hand-made home-spun comfrey poultice atrophy has put my wits to sleep and I am weak from these holistic ways.
I need to touch the rotting urban stones and breathe the sickened air. These quiet, clean and sun-filled days are bad for me.
—Stacie Smith-Row
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Fri Dec-26-08 11:38 AM
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I need to touch the rotting urban stones and breathe the sickened air.
:hi:
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Fri Dec-26-08 12:23 PM
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2. it is like the opposite of Yeats "Innisfree". Really nice, this one. |
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Sat Dec-27-08 01:37 AM
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Sat Dec-27-08 05:02 AM
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4. Is this sort of like "Adversity keeps us alive?" |
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If we have nothing to fight again, nothing to hate, nothing evil or bad or ugly, then the part of us that knows how to fight withers away. And then what's left of us? :shrug:
That's an awesome idea for a story if done well. :)
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