Careless he falls into ritual poseIf that first stanza has you seated on edge, be sure to visit Gewgaw Writings to read the full poem.
Do dropped, down before this mothering knot;
Her gathering brown limbs, machine-carved smooth
In hollow, molded arc, to cradle him;
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Thanks again Francis.
Television is quite the mess, not to mention frightening, as is the poem -- ina way.
The final stanza brought it all into focus, I thought.
@Jena Your very welcome :).
@Cooper I've actually unplugged my set. If there's a series I want to see, I get it from Netflix. And I'll congregate with friends to watch the big news/sports events.
@Dave I was worried the ending was a bit rushed, so I'm glad it worked for you.
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