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Monday, 13 July 2015

A Poem for Greville Ewan Janner, Baron of Braunstone by Lindsay Oliver




My friend Lindsay Oliver read this poem to a meeting of the Blind Poetics performance group in the Blind Poet bar on West Nicolson Street Edinburgh on the evening of 13th July 2015. It was very well received by the large audience in attendance

                                      

This Scar


Read by author     
This scar is not of the physical kind.
Neither can it heal, nor can it bind.
This scar is not of the concrete clan.
It will not conform to a viable plan.
This scar has no particular odour or taste.
It’s not in the blood or foul body waste.
This scar sanctifies darkness, nullifies light,
exhumes shadows, discharges night.
This scar holds a secret in an outstretched hand,
sculpted of mud, branded by rain, and etched in sand.
This scar was lit by a slow burning fuse.
It will bend you, break you, force you to choose.
This scar feeds on rumours of indelible pain,
sets off depth charges of a submersible stain.
This scar is not of the visible breed,
It is not in a book that no one will read.
It does not reside in the words on the page.
This scar is a silent, simmering rage.

Author’s Notes
1. ‘This Scar’ appeared in Poetry 24 an online poetry journal focused on poetry and current affairs (found here)and will appear in the anthology MS: My Story

Copyright © 2015 Lindsay Oliver


                               BARON JANNER'S LIFE STORY

                               GREVILLE JANNER, LEADING ZIONIST

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