Larry L. Dill's   New Hope Journal   Personal Essays and Public Opinions since 1979
		Home    Essays    Poetry     Journals of Yesteryear    Photography    Memoir     About NHJ
	Poetry from the New Hope Journal The Mind Divided I’m trying to slip behind the lines of fiction, not to destroy the enemy, but to become one of its concubines. I want to abandon my own country and betray my own reason. I can see the fires of fiction in the distance now, or rather, I can see the smoke above the trees. The guards lurk in the underbrush waiting for turncoats like me to cross the open fields between us. I can faintly make them out. They are Zen like creatures filled with a violent rage. “Alice Walker sent me,” I will say to them. “I heard her talking to the dead."                                                                                                                        --March 2004 (The Mind Divided was awarded honorable mention in the Asheville Mountain Express 2005 Poetry Contest)
		Return to New Hope Journal Home Page       Copyright 2005 by Larry L. Dill    All Rights Reserved    larrydill@newhopejournal.com    www.newhopejournal.com