Sep18 California Notebooks, 2014 Posted on September 18, 2014 by anna mosca Standard * it is a revelation not one cicada sounds the same a butterfly sitting by me admiring something I lose myself on such lightness I use to tell children to stop and to listen to the songs of butterflies as they nodded back . . . . . Rate this:Share this:TwitterFacebookLinkedInTumblrEmailPrintPinterestWhatsAppSkypeLike this:Like Loading... Related
This almost has the feel of a Japanese poem, a haiku nature poem. I like this very much. LikeLike Reply ↓
that IS a revelation. i love your delicate observances, so beautifully worded. you fill my mind with sweet images. xox LikeLike Reply ↓
Thanks for the beautiful poem anna 🙂
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You are welcome Mike, thank you for your comment 🙂
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This almost has the feel of a Japanese poem, a haiku nature poem. I like this very much.
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that IS a revelation. i love your delicate observances, so beautifully worded. you fill my mind with sweet images. xox
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