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Poetry Friday: The Hands Are First to Believe by Frederick Nicklaus

September 28th, 2018 (05:00 am)
determined

Current Mood: determined
Current Song: Come On Get Higher by Matt Nathanson

The hands are first to believe,
trembling, alive;
the brain gone
rigid with disbelief.

- the first stanza of The Hands Are First to Believe by Frederick Nicklaus

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Posted by: mlyearofreading (mlyearofreading)
Posted at: September 29th, 2018 12:34 pm (UTC)

Timely.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: September 29th, 2018 02:28 pm (UTC)
books

Indeed.

Posted by: Linda Baie (Linda Baie)
Posted at: September 29th, 2018 01:33 pm (UTC)
a time to connect to

A new way to think of our attempts to ignore, that "brain dull in retreat". The setting of the tall house feels so lonely, too. It is a thoughtful poem capturing a moment for those who need someone to show their feelings.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: September 29th, 2018 02:28 pm (UTC)
RE: a time to connect to
books

When we know something's true, but we can't believe it yet.

Posted by: Kay McGriff (kaymcgriff)
Posted at: September 30th, 2018 08:33 pm (UTC)
hands

Sometimes its those little things that reveal the most.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: September 30th, 2018 08:35 pm (UTC)
Re: hands

Absolutely.

Posted by: Michelle Kogan (Michelle Kogan)
Posted at: October 2nd, 2018 03:21 am (UTC)

Quite of strong letter/poem, thanks for sharing it.

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: October 2nd, 2018 03:25 am (UTC)
books

Thanks for commenting!

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