Sunday, August 25, 2013

Falling for Faulkner



Falling for Faulkner
Starting reading him years ago
Failed attempts to broaden my literacy
Whole body’d get lost in jumbled sentences
Sometimes running the length of a page
Counting commas; the structure’d confuse me
Messages and images would sail high
Mark’d be missed by miles.
More focused reading
And
{Iso-lated}
Times I’d spend
Staring at the pages; mulling over
Images and messages of crafty
Description. Makes me feel something
Literature never has.

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