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Date Posted: 02:45:11 07/28/04 Wed
Author: jim clark london england
Subject: Egypt by Keith Douglas(mp3 online)

Second world war poet Keith Douglas (1920 - 1944) perhaps leaves us to ponder what he was realy thinking in this piece with its unforgetable opening line which never qiute declares admiration or contempt for the passively suffering beggar girl symbolicaly blind in one eye like the sinful apathetic nation she lives in. Douglas is surely decrying Egypt and perhaps all nations for their blindness to the suffering of their people.

Heres the link to the page where you can listen online to this and many other classic poems set to music...

http://tinyurl.com/5rums

Regards.

Jim Clark

PS..Dont forget you can if you prefer listen to many of my my sound poems at my Yahoo "sound poetry" web group (look in "files") heres that link.. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/bloozman_uk/


All rights are reserved on this sound recording/copyright/patent Jim Clark 2004

Egypt

Aniseed has a sinful taste;
at your elbow a womans voice
like I amigine the voice of ghosts
demanding food. She has no grace

but,diseased and blind in one eye
and heavy with habitual dolour
listlesly finds you and I
and the table are the same colour.

The music, the harsh talk, the fine
clash of the drinsellers tray
are the same to her as her own whine,
she knows no variety.

And in fifteen years of living
found nothing different from death
but the difference of moving
and the nuisance of breath.

A disguise of ordure can't hide
her beauty, succumbing in a cloud
of disease, disease, apathy. My God
thew king of this country must be proud.

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