07-17-2015, 07:12 PM
(07-17-2015, 05:06 PM)Leanne Wrote: Thanks Ray, looks pretty right to me. You're a brave man, to suffer for someone else's art.
It's pretty glorious though, isn't it?
Contrition necessitates suffering; its object is specific,
the suffering it entails is not. I didn't suffer for his art, I suffered because of it.
With each read, the lines dug deeper. I can close my eyes and hear
"a voice faint & hoarse the call for water". Jeez. It gloriously (and viciously) damns glory.
Rending narrative aside, I'm technically awed by his line variations:
(but not this other) disturbance of voice faint and hoarse the call for water
(and something or other) gurgling there a voice faint & hoarse the call for water
the absence voice faint and hoarse the call for water
(another) staff through her mouth a voice faint and hoarse the call for water
(another) battleground of the voice faint and hoarse the call for water
Vietnam Corporal Cavil: A voice faint and hoarse the call for water
(for all) the forgotten for the remembered voice faint and hoarse the call for water.
Hmm, I guess you've realized by now that 'call for water' thing really IS burned into
my brain (mouth dry as well).
I haven't done it for ages, but it really is pretty wonderful to take the
time to type each letter in, as it forces my brain to slow down enough to
actually see each word. It's like what happens when I'm writing my own,
I really get to feel each word there as well. Of course with his, there's
no work to be done; you just sit back, cross your legs, and feel utterly
humbled.
a brightly colored fungus that grows in bark inclusions