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Genie, feral child –
Seventies waif and speechless stray:
Tethered, voiceless, to a chair;
Who knows what dread sight, sound, touch
Met her powerless gaze?
Who can tell what happened, daily,
In the mind of human-made- animal?
Science leapt upon her:
Unholy glee to prove – what?
A nature versus nurture point?
Genie: My age, give or take.
Society failed her.
Language eluded her.
Wild, wistful, Wiley: