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imprisoned
by anne cunningham
Thursday, February 16, 2006
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imprisoned
there's this place
where you dwell
that is so far gone,
so beyond dwelling.
you don't thrive,
feign survival in a fit
and swear your pain
not worth a penny
but my un-knowing
in response to your
stubborn refusal
keeps me, imprisoned.
Look in the mirror. The face that pins you with its double gaze reveals a chastening secret. -Diane Ackerman
*art above, torn from my sleeve, bits of my heart and a little glue
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| Reviewed by Candy T (Reader) |
3/1/2006 |
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sadly, i've known people like this, may have even been a prisoner myself at times. much said in few words. to me, that's art. ty
(btw, don't you just hate to get a 'good write' review?!) |
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| Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader) |
2/22/2006 |
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| Enjoyed reading. |
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| Reviewed by Gary Gebert |
2/18/2006 |
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Great image! You have a great opportunity to express your word with your art or your art with your words.
Gary |
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| Reviewed by Cathrine Hottran |
2/17/2006 |
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| Good write! |
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| Reviewed by Felix Perry |
2/16/2006 |
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I look at your words and relate on a subconscious level to the feeling of being imprisoned, not in the sense of walls of concrete and steel but in the self imposed bonds of my own sense of worth.
Felix |
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| Reviewed by Shoma Mittra |
2/16/2006 |
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| lovely write. enjoyed. |
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