Medieval MemoryA Poem by T.a Walling
The sculptured wall of memory.
What a peculiar thought In a world that lacks necessity It's covered with forgot. You organize the spaces, Distort them constantly To mold all of those places What a devotee! © 2012 T.a Walling |
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Added on June 4, 2012 Last Updated on June 4, 2012 AuthorT.a WallingCanadaAboutI am working on my Masters of English, and will be done in September. My project is trauma theory projection in William Faulkners The Sound and the Fury. I adore Emily Dickinson (hence the dashes), bu.. more..Writing
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