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  • Catastrophe

    Catastrophe

    Inserting itself
    into life's interstices,
    from its' root,
    blind like ivy,
    catastrophe
    reaches out.
    To turn fate aside,
    in fractured silences
    and Novena's of rosaries,
    the bead's soft tick calls
    to tread dry-shod,
    " Stay back the tide
    whilst we abide."

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    in fractured silences
    and Novena's of rosaries,
    the bead's soft tick calls
    to tread dry-shod

    A very resonant silence here, indeed, Johntee. The sounds of your words and the sounds - and absence of sound - they evoke are wonderfully entangled here, like a letter in the Book of Kells.

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    • RhymeLovingWriter
      RhymeLovingWriter commented
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      I'd not heard of the Book of Kells, but your comment led me to research it, and I found images on the Trinity College website. Absolutely beautiful! Makes me want to learn how to make illustrations for my poetry. Thanks!

    • grant hayes
      grant hayes commented
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      Check out the Lindisfarne Gospels too, if you haven't already. Speaking of illuminated manuscripts, my particular favourite features are the drolleries that decorate the margins of mediaeval books. I have collected hundreds of images of them from online, from sources like the Luttrell Psalter. They are truly fantastical little vignettes. I believe Tanner once studied illuminations at tertiary level.

    • Johntee
      Johntee commented
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      Nice to see you back Grant.
      Of the three I put up on the day
      this was the piece
      I liked least.
      Its last two lines
      are a mismatch
      of tone.
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