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16th Virtual Poetry Circle

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And now, for the sixteenth edition of the Virtual Poetry Circle:

OK, Here’s a poem up for reactions, interaction, and–dare I say it–analysis:

Remember, this is just for fun and is not meant to be stressful.

Keep in mind what Molly Peacock’s books suggested. Look at a line, a stanza, sentences, and images; describe what you like or don’t like; and offer an opinion. If you missed my review of her book, check it out here. 


We’re looking at another contemporary poem today, and this one happens to be from a former professor of mine at Suffolk University, Fred Marchant, from his book Full Moon Boat (Page 33):

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The photographs are kept in flint-gray boxes,
wheeled in on waist-high carts that squeak
and irritate the researcher taking notes nearby.
I lift the flimsy, protective tissue as if it were
gauze through which blood has been seeping,
and beneath is a field hospital where a medic
tends to a civilian woman’s wounded hip.
His eyes say she’s worse off than she thinks.

Next is a corpse in a hammering sun, torso
twisted over his legs.  Squatting beside him
is a boy whose bare white arms rest lightly
on his knees, a cigarette in his cupped hand.
The asked-for smile floats on his face,
is embarrassed and loyal only to the dead.

Let me know your thoughts, ideas, feelings, impressions. Let’s have a great discussion…pick a line, pick an image, pick a sentence.

I’ve you missed the other Virtual Poetry Circles, check them out here. It’s never too late to join the discussion.