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A lattice of eyelashes hides the rafters of people,
tourists fluttering hands and lace mixing
with bare feet soiled and flashing.
Balconies grow forward in swirls, painted flakes
pushing down like hands onto the face of the convicted,
ignored by the curious few who stare.

Quick quick slow to the bench, steps checked by
base metals, forcing the rhythm unlike any
dance lesson witnessed.
Now beside the window starts the play,
the curtain comes down rather than up
reducing the man to a child.
A hood of sacking cloth so ladies could look
without the feathers twitching in their hats.

A child in the curtains is left sitting there,
a curio for the collar and skirt flitting
along the railings, passing through from
the prison back to the meadows
of Philadelphia.

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Ask not what you can do to poetry, but what poetry can do to you.


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The following comments are for "A Child in the Curtains"
by londongrey

Alex
I ain't sure, but this piece sounds like the "Birdcage". Anyway, I like the way you paid attention to the consonance and assonance in this good work. You are really becoming a good writer.(Even though I don't agree with you on other matters) This poem is a keeper.

williamhill

( Posted by: williamhill [Member] On: May 9, 2005 )

Lilia and Charles...
thank you for commenting.

Lilia I'm watching this series on tv at the moment abour Charles Dickens trip to America, especially his visit to the prison in Philadelphia in which he was amazed at the tourist trade going on there and the disgusting way in which the convicts were treated.

In this piece I tried to get that attitude across by attempting to describe the bringing in of a new convicst, in which he is processed like a carcass, a sack put over his head (the curtain) and the play begins for the gentry to stare at as he is walked up the stairs like a child caught up in the folds of a curtain.

I think I am going to spend alot of time revising this, thank you Charles for your very kind words, but I think this needs clarifying to really get the message home.

In learning.

Alex xxxx

( Posted by: londongrey [Member] On: May 9, 2005 )

Hi Alex!!!
I didn't understand where exactly this was coming from......but it is a very good poem. It took on a different meaning to me, then what you had planned and that is ok. I think it is nice for readers to come to their own conclusions.

I read a child in here, perhaps an adult intimidated by abusive circumstances. Not able to enjoy freedom as they wish, but must perform as expected.

Very nice.
AND you are a good poet!! I am SO glad to see you posting, I enjoyed this Alex.

Be the best you can be,
Darlene :)

( Posted by: Dareva [Member] On: May 9, 2005 )

Lilia and Dar...
Dar thank you so much, I shall try, always.

Lilia I love Dickens too, I have to try and find his book 'Notes on America' and sit down to read it.

Luv

A xxxx

( Posted by: londongrey [Member] On: May 15, 2005 )





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