<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531467" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Marked with D.</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the chilled dough of his flesh went in an oven<br>not unlike those he fuelled all his life, <br>I thought of his cataracts ablaze with Heaven<br>and radiant with the sight of his dead wife, <br>light streaming from his mouth to shape her name, <br>'not Florence and not Flo but always Florrie.'<br>I thought how his cold tongue burst into flame<br>but only literally, which makes me sorry, <br>sorry for his sake there's no Heaven to reach.<br>I get it all from Earth my daily bread<br>but he hungered for release from mortal speech<br>that kept him down, the tongue that weighed like lead.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tony+Harrison">Tony Harrison</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=531467" data-title="Marked with D. de Tony Harrison" data-description="When the chilled dough of his flesh went in an oven not unlike those he fuelled all his life, I thought of his cataracts ablaze with Heaven and radiant with the sight of his dead wife, light streaming from his mouth to shape her name, 'not Flor..."></div> </div> </div>

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