Home for Christmas

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Melanoma, 
such a sweet name…

They left the hospital
while it was being done –
the cold air
took them by the arm;
streets, cars, people,
floated, swayed past.

I’ll do it, he said;
I haven’t lost one yet,
he added, but I will –
scalpel-sharp words
across thousands of miles
of traffic-noise,

their daughter’s screams
in their ears –
open-line
they couldn’t switch off
as they spacewalked around
the craters in Oxford Street,
with their deceptively firm
footholds of Christmas cheer.

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© nemo 2017
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Ionicus
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Not a happy homecoming by the sound of it. Not when terminal cancer is concerned.
The contrast between the parents’ anguish and the Oxford Street atmosphere of Christmas cheer comes across very poignantly.

E-Griff
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A powerful piece, very well expressed. Whole picture painted in few words, subtle reflection of their reaction. Impressed!

Franciman
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The structure does the heavy work here, Gerald. Tight, held -in lyrics that mirror the emotions. The use of Christmas cheer to pitch and raise anger in bitter comparison. In few words you show us the brittle vulnerability of the parents. All in all, a masterclass.
Cheers,
Jim

Savvi
Member

Well done Gerald, I concurr with Jim et al but what I like the most is the sense of detachment you convey in the parents, master class indeed.

Gothicman
Member

Skilful wordsmanship, Gerald, as a poem, worthy of all praise. For a moment, wasn’t sure about the first two lines,….but, it does sound and come over as a “sweet name” and sets the high level of serious drama directly…trying to achieve detachment through trust…very moving, grabs you emotionally and leaves one feeling a bit numbed afterwards.
Trevor

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