Group-Analytic Contexts, Issue 80, June 2018
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74 <strong>Group</strong>-<strong>Analytic</strong> Society International - <strong>Contexts</strong><br />
By Josephine Canty<br />
My dragon<br />
I search my mind, what’s wrong?<br />
Where comes this welling sense of doom?<br />
Inside the cavity the pain churned.<br />
The fear, the hurt lunged and sunk<br />
deep in that space.<br />
Then anger, like bile, up, up, exploded on the tongue.<br />
In rage,<br />
Huge grew the dragon, without.<br />
As I within shrunk to a nonentity.<br />
Tell me. Teach me. Can I learn?<br />
to tether the rage and face the pain.<br />
Sitting with you.<br />
I spoke in tones too loud, too soft.<br />
spoke too much with words too few<br />
reflected then, I saw myself in you.<br />
I miss you.<br />
I want you still.<br />
I’m glad you’ve gone<br />
mostly my dragon’s now securely chained,<br />
in links of lace.<br />
By Nick Barwick<br />
Jonathan Oedipus James<br />
Jonathan Oedipus James loved his mother.<br />
His mother loved him.<br />
Like the twinkle stones she hung round her neck<br />
In the evening when, Laius -<br />
The man with the black black suit and the frilly shirt<br />
And the smell of something sickly sweet<br />
As his grin bent down with its stubbly chin to kiss him -<br />
Came to take her away and leave him there<br />
With the telly and crisps and his dog called Dill
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