Interesting, because the poem I posted at RUMI DAYS today is titled "Autumn Rose Elegy".
Claudia,This is no shall 'Hallmark' sentiment. (Nor would we expect one from AC).It understands the cyclical. The colors of dying are -- in their way -- emblems of life. Flowers interplay with insects. Leaves with the earth itself.Thank you for this replenishment!Trulyfool
My sentiments, exactly.
i keep Checking Ruth's and your blog all the time Claudia. your visitor counter, if you have one, will vouch for that. i suddenly forgot what i wanted to write here. i just wanted to tell you that i can write even without a head on my shoulders. i write and think later.oh yes, seasons. i think i am very unpoetic because we have no seasons here. i am poetryless because i have no seasons. poetryless is like penniless Claudia and i will fight and defend my English.
Dear poet friends, can this quote be considered a poem, I wonder?
rauf, you've got monsoons and the breathtaking beauty of Kerala and all of India. Your photos are your poetry, my friend. They touch me more than many of the written poems I read. I can never thank you enough.
Claudia,I suppose I wanted to read it as a poem. Not sure how it would sound in French.This English, particularly short as it is, would qualify it as an 'apercu' (a label I've used to fit small things apt and fit for the jeweler's eye).
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