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Thanks for the response Sigg,
I was going for war/plague metaphor. In the poem there are supposed to be children dancing in a circle. One little girl that is noticed in particular. She is a green grass, contradicting the death of the desert. Then she dies as well etc etc. Yes, there are bodies burning in the streets. The final point of this is supposed to be that the sickness still haunts the man's dreams. I know that it needs work. This is also a very serious poem compared to some of my recent endeavours. I rushed some parts of this and plan on continuing work on it. I think I have put too many bone references etc, probably more out of a frustration in trying to find other words.
I appreciate you being honest. I prefer it that way. It wouldn't be helpful if it wasn't.
Regards,
Skylor
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Being deep and appearing deep.--- Whoever knows he is deep, strives for clarity; whoever would like to appear deep to the crowd, strives for obscurity. For the crowd considers anything deep if only it cannot see to the bottom: the crowd is so timid and afraid of going into the water. -Nietzsche
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