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John Tranter
FOUR SONNETS FROM CRYING IN EARLY INFANCY
40. THE AGE OF MECHANICAL REPRODUCTION
FOUR SONNETS FROM CRYING IN EARLY INFANCY
40. THE AGE OF MECHANICAL REPRODUCTION
FOUR SONNETS FROM CRYING IN EARLY INFANCY
40. THE AGE OF MECHANICAL REPRODUCTION
If we laugh and photograph ourselveswhich is difficult but not impossible
we create a system for analysing humour
and days later we are stuck with it
like Marxism too quickly understood
and thus betrayed. Is a smile a role?
The snapshots make a guess, and unavoidably
a complex answer is building up inside us
conditioned by empiricism. We love and burn
just for a year or so, then take those photos
and lose a precious ability and a sweetheart
and nothing seems the same, ever again.
This dogging loss chews at my heel and soon
years later, we are less than what we knew.
© 2003, John Tranter
From: Trio
Publisher: Salt Publishing,
From: Trio
Publisher: Salt Publishing,
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FOUR SONNETS FROM CRYING IN EARLY INFANCY
40. THE AGE OF MECHANICAL REPRODUCTION
If we laugh and photograph ourselveswhich is difficult but not impossible
we create a system for analysing humour
and days later we are stuck with it
like Marxism too quickly understood
and thus betrayed. Is a smile a role?
The snapshots make a guess, and unavoidably
a complex answer is building up inside us
conditioned by empiricism. We love and burn
just for a year or so, then take those photos
and lose a precious ability and a sweetheart
and nothing seems the same, ever again.
This dogging loss chews at my heel and soon
years later, we are less than what we knew.
From: Trio
FOUR SONNETS FROM CRYING IN EARLY INFANCY
40. THE AGE OF MECHANICAL REPRODUCTION
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