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holding onto
the breath I should have
used
to tell you
your words
paint upon my monotonous sky
a crescent moon
spilling
fog onto skyline’s jut
but I wait
exhaling so softly
water doesn’t
know
II.
in case you missed the way
my hair
insinuated itself
and don’t recall the taste of rosemary
I’ll untie me
from your cerebellum
reminders are
forthcoming
here
I
am
III.
nothing to do
but condense comfortable conversation
heat
pull the moist
leaving
essence
I really enjoyed the minimalist nature of this work -- the feeling of glimpses, moments, fragments of memory caught in a breeze, tied together only with a common word.
wrote an artwork of a poem that conveys your sensual, painterly vision. I got to this--
your words
paint upon my monotonous sky
a crescent moon
spilling
fog onto skyline?s jut
and gave you the five, lol. The pacing is perfect, too. And I agree with Jim, the "Still" is alluded to in both form and content. Do you think your sense of pace has been affected by doing live readings? Anyway, ever wonderful dear lady.
xo Ange
of a write. I do enjoy reading your work. I echo Ice's words.
the unspoken "still" beginning each part, yet all parts united in the flow. Well done.
jim :)
It's really hard to write a good public comment while speechless. I say no more.