Tag Archives: Samuel Beckett

Voilà

Voilà by Cam M. Roberts “With those unseeing eyes I so begged when alive to look at me.” — Samuel Beckett, …but the clouds… I A Pledge is a benefit of the doubt under the condition of a dream as … Continue reading

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Mornings at Rosedale

Mornings at Rosedale by Cam M. Roberts (for Mackenzie Finnegan) How many times have you stirred me from my slumber in the uncouth mornings as you were on your way out the door to teach the kindergartners what this world … Continue reading

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No Exodus

No Exodus by Cam M. Roberts They say when an innocent victim of circumstance is taken away from the earth, that the state of injustice will rot through the tangle of sins, becoming inextricable from the on-setting  force which put all … Continue reading

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Requiems in Fallout

Requiems in Fallout  by Cam M. Roberts             I Spread against the sheets dark of heavy thoughts lingering in open wafts – Pitch shrouds of funeral veils closing near the torment of awaking at the … Continue reading

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Until Time Breaks

Until Time Breaks by Cam M. Roberts Time drools out of the hourglass like gritty spit stuck with stubbornness, a disrespect of one’s misery. I felt this way soon after Reading All That Fall, a Beckettian radio-play. These hands dig … Continue reading

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Siren

Siren by Cam M. Roberts Almost like a Beckettian Muse, the latterday Billie Whitelaw, within a corridor of spectral light wherein May paces metronomic nine seconds at length, spiraling inward, clockwork, ritual of no, unbecoming to Amy, an anagram, and so … Continue reading

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