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Saturday, 17 February 2018

WIND CHILL

In the fearsome gallery
of Emily's tortured imaginings
the exhibits reach out
and grind our entrails
between millstones of stark sadism.

Cathy's insane obsession,
Heathcliff's brutal vengeance:
so shocking - and yet,
something in us rebounds like an echo:
are those not just printed words,
but we the winds that drive the sails?
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14 comments:

  1. baili17 February 2018 at 12:38

    awesome poetry!
    last line touched my heart so deep

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  2. Ygraine17 February 2018 at 14:24

    Oh dearest Baili...thank you so much for your kind thoughts.
    It really means so much...😊😊

    Have a great weekend...and Lots of Love & Hugs xoxo

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  3. Anthony Duce17 February 2018 at 15:45

    Wonderful poem. Has me thinking about the story read so long ago. May spend the rest of this damp cold winter day there again.

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    1. Ygraine19 February 2018 at 14:05

      So happy you enjoyed, Anthony!
      Yes, the ideal time of year to read a dark and disturbing classic *smiles*
      Thank you so much...:))

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  4. JFM17 February 2018 at 16:02

    Beautifully written dearest Ygraine. I wonder how many of us have had to rebound in order to survive "tortured imaginings."
    Now I want to read~

    Hugs and Much Love xxx

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    1. Ygraine19 February 2018 at 14:08

      Oh I can highly recommend "Wuthering Heights" dearest Jan...but be warned - if you are at all sensitive, it does tend to "get inside your head!"
      It has haunted me ever since I first read it, when I was in my early teens (yes, I know, A long, long time ago! LOL) and it still haunts me today!

      Thank you so much, my dearest Friend! :))

      Lots of Love & Hugs xoxoxo

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  5. Nas18 February 2018 at 20:49

    Wonderfully-written poem!

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    1. Ygraine19 February 2018 at 14:09

      Oh thank you, Nas...so much! :))

      Have a wonderful day!

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  6. Magic Love Crow19 February 2018 at 20:17

    Amazing written my friend! I have never read Wuthering Heights! I should! Thank you for your talent!!! Big Hugs!

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    1. Ygraine23 February 2018 at 14:36

      Oh Sweetie...I think you'd love it! It is one of those rare novels that remains in your mind forever. It is truly haunting!!

      Thank you so much!!😊😊

      Much love and hugs xoxo

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  7. Magyar20 February 2018 at 17:29

    Grand "Y"_!
    __ And -my- understanding of your last line: we [are] the winds that drive the [our] sails. (Oddly, my post of an hour ago.)

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    1. Ygraine23 February 2018 at 14:39

      Thank you so much, Doug!
      And yes, quite a coincidence...must be something in the wind!!😉

      Have a great weekend.☺☺

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  8. Anonymous21 February 2018 at 01:26

    Ygraine, your poem is so very beautiful!

    There are times I feel I am the wind.

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    1. Ygraine23 February 2018 at 14:41

      Oh thank you, my good friend...your words mean so much!
      And yes, I know that feeling too...☺☺

      Have a fabulous weekend!

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