Monday, January 13, 2003

In Childhood Comments

Rating: 4.3

things don't die or remain damaged
but return: stumps grow back hands,
a head reconnects to a neck,
a whole corpse rises blushing and newly elastic.
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Kimiko Hahn
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Edward Kofi Louis 17 June 2016

To learn! When the child is old enough. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Bharati Nayak 17 June 2016

The fairy tales that a child hears from grand mother/father make deep impressions in his psyche.He believes them as true.He thinks that a dead man can be brought to life by magic.A stump can grow hands.As he grows he realises that these are stories and dead man can never arise.Still he finds his beloved grand mother/mother who are dead, in his fantasy world , in a bird's call or soft light of the morning.This fantasy world is a loving world where a child finds security, but once he grows enough he comes face to face with harsh realities of life.The poet says- -'Where do the gone things go When the child is old enough to walk herself to school her playmates already pumping so high the swing hiccups ? - - -A marvelous write, thanks for sharing.-

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Kimiko Hahn

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