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[aid] => mick
[title] => the widow
[time] => 2006-02-12 17:57:53
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[bodytext] => the wind blows through her frail hair, its camoflaged in the silver sky swimming through it like a shoal of fish. she approaches him. hello stanley, he doesn't answer. she carries on the conversation. she talks as if she can hear him, remembers his voice and rearranges words he's said. the ground beside him is open, screaming to be filled. knowing she'll be there soon enough is calming. she places her stone next to him. silver turns to grey delicately, destroying the strand of life which is held too dear. the grass is more subtle in empathy and the wind whispers in comfort. branches curl and sway, his widow walks away. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 48 [informant] => munkayman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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