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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan 
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. Spring Though leaves have not As yet begun budding on the trees A stream filled with the last melting snows Ripples crystal clear beneath an old iron bridge Birds have returned Robins on the lawn Nearby a cardinal sings Another year without you here Sparrows under wooden eaves . |
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Drauntz Member Elite
since 2007-03-16
Posts 2905Los Angeles California |
John, this is very beautiful poem. Quietly wait for what you deeply long for. Here is the season, the landscape, the nature, the man made bridge, the sound of the bird and the stream. The feelings in un-budding trees, in not yet melted snows, in old rusty bridge, and in the Sparrows under wooden eaves… love birds in pairs are busily building their beautiful mud nest and can’t wait to have young and bring them up...(experience of my childhood in mountain areas)…which stirs oceans of emotions. I would say more if I had a chance to teach this poem in the year of 2600. There is a saying Young ones make themselves believe that the sky is falling so they can write the most beautiful sorrow poems while old ones sigh “what a cool breeze in the beautiful fall!” very beautiful poem. |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
"Another year without you here" This line placed where it is gives such a gentle touch of melancholy. Very well done John. Hugs~Nancy ~ Trace my body with your words, |
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