Open Poetry #13 |
Alpha (re-posting as instructed...due to glitch)... |
RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Alpha Lift not your eyes, Hester Prynne, To that, quick Scratch whose bony twig My casement's arch would thus connect. He lurks yet And pains to falsely paint your past Upon the sunset. It's peering hearts he would inflame And so does flesh for them October's naked sketch with scarlet leaves Whose dance they wantonly perceive. The trance is theirs. Remain. And here, without, on these stone steps With Me commune. RMW |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
The first read led to the second read, and the imagery of your words flow freely.... this is excellent, Bob! Thanks for sharing. |
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Corinne Member Ascendant
since 1999-10-28
Posts 5167state of confusion |
Magical in its protectiveness. A definite keeper, Bob. Cor |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
I'm trying to recall where I've heard the name Hester Prynne before. Can you help me out Bob? Also, what kind of glitch? Could that be why my Restoration has only one comment? Be it a good one. |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Sunshine and Corinne...thank you. Viriginia....You may remember Hester Prynne from Hawthorne's "The Scarlet Letter"....and the "Scratch" doing his guilty business by suggesting a letter "A" on the window of God. Thanks much for commenting. Bob |
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