Lyric № 93171
Timmy
The grave digger does not talk, but
digs his small part of the churchyard.
Like a trapped mole, he re-turns sods
spade in hand and art growing sharper
as the sounds not fitting to music
filter out, like peel down a plughole.
The grave digger does not talk, but
digs his small part of the churchyard.
Like a trapped mole.
3 comments
I like the cadence of this very much - for me it's the subtle rhyme with talk/part, which was worth repeating.
But what is it with Tims and holes?
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That, and I think 'digs his OWN small part' has a better rhythm. Maybe. I'm not sure on that one. Try it out.
And leave the off the periods after churchyard - at least after the second one. Great poem, by the way.
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