The ones bleating in their heads.
The prompts from the staff.
Some sit anesthetized by
the chattering drone of the television,
the leaden grip of medication.
The pacers stalk the hall
in a race
against inertia.
Some silently scream
behind the headlined scrims
of newspapers-
and we talk to them
in a dulcet
measured
slightly patronizing tone
and we can
hardly believe
that voice
is our own.
* This poem appeared in Poesy Magazine.
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Reviewed by Amy Hawke
Reviewed on June 15, 2003
you captured-
some have lived it
well done
Reviewed by Amy Hawke
Reviewed on December 17, 2002
I caught the title of your poem from a list of Psychology Poets.
Quite honestly I said to myself, 'Another one of those.'
When I read it, this is where I am really thankful I was wrong in my thought.
You have captured this scene from my experience.
Thank-you so very much for this.
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some have lived it
well done
Quite honestly I said to myself, 'Another one of those.'
When I read it, this is where I am really thankful I was wrong in my thought.
You have captured this scene from my experience.
Thank-you so very much for this.
Cheers,
Lucy Edwards
totally with your words.
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