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Jul 20, 2012
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BROKEN ENGLISH [ September 1948] --updaed
BROKEN ENGLISH
[1948: first day ]
Like hawks,
screams piercing the sky,
swooping in frenzy
upon a sparrow flying by
they took me down
blood on the ground
and screeched when I cried,
I raised my hand against the sun
and tried to see the reason why
...
I spoke broken English
They screeched when I cried
and then were gone.
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brittle light
13 years 2 months ago
I've come back to this
I've come back to this several times...I think it is quite poignant, straightforward and concise.
A timeless (unfortunatly) and timely theme...the sadness and ridiculousness of bullying
Geremia
13 years 2 months ago
Yes, Al. and you never
Yes, Al. and you never forget. I tried to make form work to content,
Ian.T
13 years 2 months ago
Joe
A very good point made in your write and I loved its stark imagery.
Yours Ian.T
PS:- I am broke and English is this the same lol, Take care love follows you..
Geremia
13 years 2 months ago
Thanks, Ian. :)
Thanks, Ian. :)