The Thousand Questions


to the thousand questions
only evasive answers
emotion rose quietly

as a thousand times before
and wound gently round her
her life a quaint allusion

her mind read between the lines
and wakened
began to live

was there
in the room

looked up with concealed tears
The Thousand Questions


– This blackout poem was extracted from “The City Of Beautiful Nonsense” by E. Temple Thurston. (

About Ben Naga

The Spirit that graces me with its passing has no name and stems not from thoughts and words, though it gathers them up as it flows, but from feeling.

Posted on January 2, 2013, in Blackout Poetry, Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 11 Comments.

  1. There some intrigue in these lines…a good read to start my day.

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  2. I really like this. I agree with the one who posted already… Intriguing !

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  3. I see a brave woman, nevertheless.

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  4. I always find blackout poetry interesting because it always works so well! Good job 🙂

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  5. “Extracted”
    sounds like a mining operation
    gold, tin, silver, copper

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