by Bill Yarrow
I.
Now
leave
me
I
go
my
way
alone
I
must
go
out
for
I
have
work
in
hand
and
insects
waiting
for
me
to
talk
busi-
ness
II.
Now, leave
me. I
go my
way alone.
I must
go out
for I
have work
in hand
and insects
waiting for
me to
talk
business.
III.
Now,
LEAVE me.
I go my way
ALONE.
I must go
out
for I have
WORK
in hand and insects
waiting
for me to talk
BUSINESS.
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A version of this poem originally appeared in erbacce in 2006
I read somewhere these were Bosch's actual last words, but that story is looking more and more apocryphal.
I love the change of emphasis with just the punctuation changes. I have so much to learn from you Bill. fav
Fascinating.
I like what you did here. The line breaks, the punctuation, the emphasized words make all the difference in what the same words say.
An interesting form, Bill.
Ditto, Juhi. I loved seeing the three different takes in one.
Very powerful put this way, the emphasis, the growing frustration. Nice.