tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3264914780516321436.post1493814124900176087..comments2023-10-21T21:54:39.121+13:00Comments on Tim Jones: Books in the Trees: Tuesday Poem: A secret I don't mind you knowing, by Saradha KoiralaTim Joneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14856414700019368658noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3264914780516321436.post-27340200537778509742013-08-09T13:54:35.374+12:002013-08-09T13:54:35.374+12:00Thank you Helen for your lovely comment. I'm s...Thank you Helen for your lovely comment. I'm so glad you like the poem :)Saradha Koiralahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10695981321873127632noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3264914780516321436.post-18954217870082981242013-08-06T20:07:22.549+12:002013-08-06T20:07:22.549+12:00Some wonderfully original images in this poem. The...Some wonderfully original images in this poem. The idea of pulling one's temper out of one's sleeves as a magician pulls forth colourful scarves. And then the ending which has a kind of twist in it for me. As if the writer acknowledges having displayed vulnerability and then denies it by being vulnerable. <br /><br /> 'But I’m no hit mallard<br />no twist of neck and feathers<br />I heal up just fine.<br />Pink skin blinking beneath a swift dry lid.'<br /><br />Helen McKinlayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18429062682694815734noreply@blogger.com