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Elizabeth Kate Switaj
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A typo in one of my poems in the Winter 2009 issue of SparkBright (warning PDF ahead) has pleased me so much that if I publish said poem in a book, I may well keep it. See if you can spot this portal of discovery. Rite of Recallin the fairy grove my hand is warmed we’re always walking and I bring him to the top of Fuji his hand like crinkling leaves under the hawthorn we’re building written in response to read write prompt #91 Related articles by Zemanta
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This is a powerful piece. The images are simple but very evocative (I especially like, “his hand like crinkling leaves), and the emotion runs deep.
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Thank you. I came up with it trying to integrate the word lists generated from looking at the pictures. It’s an interesting exercise I may have to use again (with different images) in the future.
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[...]we’re building
words for Francis Bacon & Edward Hopper
we’re building a home on the edge of loneliness
Ah! That is the poetic enterprise. Nicely put!
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Thank you. Funny that these were the lines that came easiest.
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You poetry stands out. Marvellous!
misty, dusty
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Thanks!
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