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Hold On

An old pop song: the lyrics rise up
from the silted depths intact.

Just when we think we
know it, the world pulls away.

No wonder we hold on tight
to these strings of words.

by Fiona Robyn of a small stone

Categories: Short Shorts
  1. August 8, 2006 at 2:58 am | #1

    I love this poem and recognize the feeling it so well expresses. And thanks qarrtsiluni for twinning it with my “Incognita” which suits its mood perfectly.

  2. August 13, 2006 at 4:18 pm | #2

    Yes, an experience I recognise only too clearly. Tied together by old lyrics.

  3. August 13, 2006 at 6:58 pm | #3

    I love this, Fiona.

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