The Dogmother Posted February 6, 2012 Share Posted February 6, 2012 Not written about rescued animals but it might as well have been. By Liz Lochhead, named Scots Makar (national poet) last year. Trouble is not my middle name. It is not what I am. I was not born for this. Trouble is not a place though I am in it deeper than the deepest wood and I'd get out of it (who wouldn't?) if I could. Hope is what I do not have in hell - not without good help, now. Could you listen, listen hard and well to what I cannot say except by what I do? And when you say I do it for badness this much is true: I do it for badness done to me before any badness that I do to you. Hard to unfankle this. But you can help me. Loosen all these knots and really listen. I cannot plainly tell you this, but, if you care, then - beyond all harm and hurt - Real hope is there. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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