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She pauses a moment
at the window, surveying
the spread of rooftops.
The long summer dusk
lingers. She feels how
she balances on the edge
of gathering night.

She closes the curtain
swiftly, shutting out
the swelling darkness.
The room behind her
glows with subdued light.

She spends her evenings
alone with her solitude,
an imaginary brute
she has almost tamed,
still it sprawls among
the many trophies
of her collecting
zeal, indifferent
to all but the dumb
anguish of which it
is composed.
                    She will
borrow her passion
from her stereo,
As Pears expresses
What Britten felt for him.

Her life has formed one
long regretful sigh.
She wonders sometimes
how so much has passed
                             her by.
This is piece is developed from ideas prompted by the workshop that :iconbeccalicious: ran at the London Devmeet

The woman by the window closing the curtains echoes an image in Wilfred Owen's Anthem For Doomed Youth

The character in the poem has some similarities with WH Auden's Miss Gee
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ihaveastory Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2009  Hobbyist Photographer
Oh how I love this:

She will
borrow her passion
from her stereo,
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AlecBell Featured By Owner Jul 6, 2009
Thank you Matthew, I'm so pleased you enjoyed my poem.
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Piscesandthediamonds Featured By Owner Jun 21, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
lovely narration, beautiful imagery. That first stanza is my fave, also.
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:iconalecbell:
AlecBell Featured By Owner Jun 22, 2009
Thanks Natalie :heart:
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Beccalicious Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2009   Writer
I'm really glad we found you at the devmeet, and I am impressed what you've come up with from such an improvised workshop!
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:iconalecbell:
AlecBell Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2009
I'm pleased I met up with you too. Nothing like an afternoon in the park (especially a sunny one)

The poem just took off. I was running along behind it with my pen :D
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thetaoofchaos Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2009   Writer
exquisite detail and mood mastery.

"She feels how
she balances on the edge
of gathering night."

lovely and sharp with implied peril.
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:iconalecbell:
AlecBell Featured By Owner Jun 19, 2009
Thanks again, Shane.
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Satah Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2009
anthem for doomed youth was the cite passage on the english exam i took on monday. i hadn't read it before then, and it was so striking that i was somewhat distracted by it through the entire exam.

"She feels how
she balances on the edge
of gathering night."
wonderful.
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AlecBell Featured By Owner Jun 18, 2009
Thanks, Emily.

It's a pity that poets have to fall into the hands of examiners!! It is a very angry and moving poem.
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