Elsewhere, I have seen,
How the years have passed,
As they lament in vain,
And wake up not,
Still dazed by the bustle,
Of the noises of today,
We sleep on in a daydream.
In the Whirlwind is a poetic storm that frees history from the cages of corruption and puts it in the hands of everyday people. Words are weaved into a new fashion statement that has nothing to do with runways but everything to do with projects!
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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God bless, Esra!!
Sandie.
Sandie May Angel :o)