Ab Incunabulis [revised]

From swaddling clothes

The babes do grow

Suckling wounds

And salving souls

In a new world old.





Poetry by melanie sue
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Written on 2016-06-07 at 20:48

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very good. Well chosen words
2016-06-29


Kathy Lockhart
I agree with the poet One Trick Pony. I can add my personal experience in how your most emotive poem moved me intellectually and emotionally. I do love the physicality of the rhythm as it pertains to the rocking. I am stimulated by the mystery and messages of the 3 Ss: Swaddling, Suckling, Salving.
"Suckling wounds" and Salving souls" are both phrases empowered by their irony.
Your last line is perfect in proving the profound statement of the whole poem!
How magnificent is your work. I am so pleased to read you again old friend of mine from years gone by. You are a woman of great heart and gifts of artistic expression. All my best, Kathy
2016-06-09


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I like the way you've used short lines and unusual words and syntax in these two poems. They are understated and almost factual in their certainty, which refreshing. There is a nice rocking rhythm to the lines in this poem, which is appropriate given the subject, beginning with the title and finishing on one final push, which, again, is appropriate.

Very nice.
2016-06-08