'The Hand that Mocked them, and the Heart that Fed'

 This is Jane's response to 'Ozymandias', based on that rather difficult line in the poem: 'The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed'. Who is 'them'? Whose 'heart' fed 'whom'? Does 'Ozymandias' have a 'heart' after all?  Jane calls this an 'apocalyptic and dystopian "collage"'. But there is beauty in the shattered fragments, and in what lies beneath the water's surface.



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