Friday, July 1, 2016

Lizz Murphy - Poem 183: Lilt i. The lilt of the 'New Belfast' ...





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The lilt of the ‘New Belfast’ tilts me 
motorways cutting through terraced terracotta   
battle anniversaries cutting through evening  


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  1. Robert VerdonJuly 2, 2016 at 10:42 AM

    like this, Lizz; lovely use of zeugma with 'cutting'!

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  2. Efi HatzimanolisJuly 2, 2016 at 12:51 PM

    an Irish lilt - lovely!

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  3. Lizz Murphy PoetJuly 2, 2016 at 8:03 PM

    Thanks so much to you both - and for my new word for the day Robert :)

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