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Thor Bridge/Teen
Story: The Problem of Thor Bridge
Rating: Teen for mention of drug use
Summary: The first sixty words of an unfinished poem from the late Mrs. Gibson’s perspective
Dear Sir,
Don’t blame my fate on rivulets beneath my skin.
My blood was no warmer than any army officer’s,
twice-baked by Indian and Afghani suns.
Don’t blame the earth’s slant beneath my cradle.
For if we blame birthplace and forbearers for our transgressions,
we might charge
Vernet
for the brushstrokes of a syringe on the canvas of an arm.
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Such an inspired idea to write the 60 as a (partial) poem - the form seems so appropriate for the intense feelings.
And you make such a good point. Of course our genes and upbringing have some effect on us but we aren't that different to one another - we're all humans. And we're all individuals who can take responsibility for our own actions.
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There's a lot going on with Mrs. Gibson. And the culture in which she was raised plays a part in her nature, but that isn't just Brazil, it's being a woman, too. How women are taught to express their anger, or not. How their taught to view other women. And part of it may be a bit of mental illness. And part of it is her own free will to choose a particular course of action. I'm not fond of just saying "oh, those crazy Latins!" and that being the last word. At least Holmes at the end calls her subtle and deep.
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Striking imagery. Poignant. Lovely.
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