tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33177315404979850012024-02-08T09:00:28.614-08:00Anne Boileau's writingsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14353089750789811669noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317731540497985001.post-68941501307409007832013-01-09T04:19:00.000-08:002013-01-09T04:23:35.677-08:00Damselflies<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">He leads her in the dance above</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">flat lily-pads and mirrored sky.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">He clasps her thorax with his tail</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">lifts her up, lets her down</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">to dip and dip and dip her eggs</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">through the meniscus.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">This is their glorious time</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">laid down in their DNA</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">was what they both were dreaming of</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">when as brown nymphs with mandibles</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">and ugly masks they crept and lurked</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">among minnows and frondy weeds.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">All through that watery year</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">they dreamt of a day in June</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">when they’d escape, crawl up a reed,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">slough the brittle carapace</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">push out four glittering wings</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">and fly! Fly! Fly!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">They’ve done their time below</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">no longer need to grow</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">but hover shimmy<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">beneath the sky and show</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">their sapphires to the world </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 11.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">and make love in the air.</span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14353089750789811669noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317731540497985001.post-66307975943665160552013-01-09T03:56:00.001-08:002013-01-09T03:56:20.387-08:00Aird Mor<br />
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<span lang="EN-GB">At the back of a cave discreetly screened </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">by a curtain of watery lace</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">a hind lies on her side, legs stiff</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">with blackened tongue and vacant eye.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Beneath her tail in vain protrude</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">She should have torn his caul away,</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">licked clean his nostrils, eyes and mouth</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">and nudged at him to stand<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>then felt</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">the triumph of first milk, his greed</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">as gums clamped onto brimming teats.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">She should have led him through wet drapes</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">into the sun, the glittering. The shush and
pull</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">of heaving sea, the piping cry </span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">of Bridget’s birds; and shown him how</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">to tread his way on shingle shore and shale</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">between the cliff and twisting waves.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Whose heart stopped first? Her unborn fawn?</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Or did the hind give up the fight,</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">while he still struggled to reach the
light?</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">The pain - rolling in waves - subsides.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">Blinds drawn down over her eyes.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-GB">The plashing of water fades and dies. </span></div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14353089750789811669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317731540497985001.post-73040865300916977662013-01-03T10:09:00.002-08:002013-01-09T03:57:19.539-08:00Poems spoken aloud by Anne Boileau<br />
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<a href="http://poetryaloud.org.uk/poem/blue-blue-anne-boileau" target="_blank">Blue on Blue</a><br />
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<a href="http://suffolkpoetrysociety.org.uk/study-be-quiet-anne-boileau" target="_blank">Study to be quiet</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14353089750789811669noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317731540497985001.post-47216428683716307892013-01-03T10:08:00.002-08:002013-01-09T09:31:06.629-08:00White Sand Grey SandAn autobiography from the perspective of a child.<br />
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