[stylist] "Snuff"

[William L Houts]

Hi Bridgit,

I forgot that word is in there.  "Gaffe" comes from the world of 
carnivals and 10 in 1 shows, where such things as lobster men and ape 
ladies were displayed.  A gaffe is any such display which is based on 
fakery.  The word can refer to the entire display, or to an element of 
the display used to bring off the illusion, such as a fake limb.





--Bill




  On 3/10/2014 5:37 PM, Bridgit Pollpeter wrote:
> I don't make a lot of comments on poetry since it's not my forte, but
> this certainly evokes a strong response. Descriptive and chilling. The
> mark of a good writer is writing that makes you think and react to, so
> good job.
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> What does gaffe mean?
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> Thanks for sharing.
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> Bridgit
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> Hey Stylists,
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> Here's a poem I wrote last summer.  The subject, I'm afraid, is not very
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> pleasant, but I think that it's the best out of a passel of poems I
> wrote last year.  Comments welcome.
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> --Bill
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> The photo made me ill:that's how I knew.
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> This was no gaffe, no show for the marks
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> but murder:the plain motel bed,
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> and the eyes, god the eyes of dephless X.
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> Hewas naked,
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> this man reduced to the size
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> of someone's doll.The legs hung
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> over the bed's edge, and he lay,
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> his back flat, though beyond all rest,
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> all sight, all knowing. As if only
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> this camera, this eye
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> and the knifelike eye
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> behind it, unveiled how things really are:
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> a mansion of rooms without pity,
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> and their stunted ridiculous devils
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> O reader, with your outraged eye
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> you've had your monsters too:
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> your heartsblood thieves, your killers,
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> your stunted ridiculous devils
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> O reader,with your dog-nose truth,
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> your yes, your gifts of mending fire
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> you are the hope for us all.
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> and upon our stricken heads,
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> the gracious rains fall.
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-- 
"Let's drink a toast now to who we really are."

           --Jane Siberry