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Don't Hesitate Til You Know

I am an idolator and all my works are good

I have long fought shrieking cutting air

Wrest free at last these few words I have

Now to mould them for my gentler aims

I am an idolator and all my works are good

The ideal image holds children giggling

Waving their feet in a watercourse sparkling

Warmth of the lone Sun glow upon them

I am an idolator and all my works are good

This picture painted hangs central to my mind

Artist or maestro take all my gold and silver

So create a sweet music of falling leaves

Aglow the smith at the forge!

And all my works are good

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Laura Taylor

Fri 16th Mar 2018 11:00

Oh I do like this. The repetition of that line - is this a 'form' poem? I'm crap at recognising any form.

It feels biblical to me, almost godlike in its authoritarian narrative.

That second line is pure killer. One I wish I'd written myself.

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