It strikes my head a hundred times…
It strikes my soul as many…
It strikes each thought I have…
It strikes my sense and sensibility...
It strikes my consciousness…
It strikes my confidence…
It strikes all that I believe in…
It leaves my heart at sea…
What is this thing called epilepsy?
Thank you!SUSAN
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Comment by Susan Vander Veer — April 25, 2025 @ 10:49 AM
Mercy! Too true.
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Comment by Flower Roberts — April 25, 2025 @ 6:36 PM
Reminds me of Poe’s reaction to his seizures all were a curse from below. Direst poems in history too. Think we know better than to let seizures hurt our minds like this now for sure.
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Comment by Margery Harrop — April 27, 2025 @ 10:37 AM
Reminds me of Poe who wrote direst poems in history due to his seizures. A curse a visit from below was once his opinion. Socrates felt his a gift, a visit from above that allowed him to philosophize like no other! Glad we know better than either now. How it affects the mind is up to us.
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Comment by perfectstrawberry7e5635bcd0 — April 27, 2025 @ 10:45 AM
Perfect strawberry, you must be a poet to have such an in-depth understanding and interpretation!
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Comment by Phylis Feiner Johnson — April 27, 2025 @ 10:50 AM
Margery, wonderful and very poignant observation.
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Comment by Phylis Feiner Johnson — April 27, 2025 @ 10:45 AM