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Poems (Nora May French)/Vivisection

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4377738Poems — VivisectionNora May French
VIVISECTION
WE saw unpitying skill In curious hands put living flesh apart, Till, bare and terrible, the tiny heart Pulsed, and was still.
We saw Grief's sudden knife Strip through the pleasant flesh of soul-disguise—Lay for a second's space before our eyes A naked life.