Sometimes, there’s an idea that just never gels satisfactorily into a poem and the only thing to do is forget it and move on.
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a question of success
Fame, readership, sales, wealth… what constitutes success for a writer?
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life’s a charade
I just downloaded the photos I’d taken on my phone over the last few days and can’t help but think of the old Give us a Clue TV show.
Is it a song?
Run rabbit, run
blue tears
blue-tiered wisteria
tumbles from the walls.
And, once more, close-up consideration of flowers has me wishing I had studied differential geometry, topology, or perhaps just topiary.
whitewash
Among the flower photos in last Sunday’s post was this one, which I had mistakenly thought might be magnolia, but then identified as dogwood.
When I found out what it was, I was surprised to read of the flowers turning white. I thought that must be a specific type of dogwood, not necessarily the one in the local park. Still, I went back to look and found that, yes, the tree that I had originally thought looked as if it was covered in brimstone butterflies is now quite different.
The flowers are a little the worse for wear after so many spring storms, but we’ve had a lot of sunshine, too. Shall I blame the rain for having washed the colour away, or the sun for bleaching them?
don't confuse the narrator 