Open Poetry #43 |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Shuttered Windows Spider webs Under Wooden eaves No one Of course Comes here Anymore And yet Late at night When the wind Is summer soft And a new moon Glows While small stars Waltz above The fragrant grass On the long Backyard Glints of light In the fireplace A creaking Of the stairs . [This message has been edited by Huan Yi (12-13-2008 04:29 PM).] |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
two minor questions: 1. was this intended to be 'shuttered' windows? 2. by 'new moon' may we assume that this does not refer literally to the actual 'new moon' phase occurring when it passes between the earth and the sun (as it is typically invisible rather than glowing during said phase)? I am particularly fond of: "Late at night When the wind Is summer soft And a new moon Glows" and the ending: "Glints of light In the fireplace A creaking Of the stairs" much applause for this 'penning'! |
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Huan Yi Member Ascendant
since 2004-10-12
Posts 6688Waukegan |
. Bruce, Yes to both. Thanks for the catch. John |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
enjoy very much atmosphere and write... yann |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
quote: And with these words you remove all the cobwebs that linger somewhere ... Very nice. Love, Margherita |
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