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Sinome
You have painted that picture beautifully...
posted by
Nautikos
on May 27, 2010 at 7:55 PM
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Standing by the window
I could almost feel the love, this was so beautiful..LB
posted by
MsJudy
on May 27, 2010 at 4:54 PM
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Hi Marta
There is a grandeur about this poem that is so gripping and endearing. It is as if I, standing on that mighty mountain, am looking at you, looking out the window. Yes, I could almost picture that xoxoxo -:)
posted by
anib
on May 26, 2010 at 8:06 PM
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I love windows.
This poem is a really good example of why.
posted by
TAPS.
on May 26, 2010 at 9:28 AM
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I never really thought about looking at it and wondering what the other person is thinking if anything at all about oneself.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on May 25, 2010 at 5:51 PM
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Sinome
Cotton growing along the river, long staple for sure. Does the book end with a poem that tells us really who he is that takes up a great part of your every day? I love that thread of mystery that laces through each and every one. Be blessed.
posted by
Justi
on May 25, 2010 at 5:17 PM
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Kind of like
Oyour own equinox love. BC-A, Bill’s RJLst
posted by
BC-A
on May 25, 2010 at 10:45 AM
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sounds nice and peaceful
posted by
Lanetay
on May 25, 2010 at 9:20 AM
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Window
Nice, Simone, you do express beautiful tributes.
posted by
C_C_T
on May 25, 2010 at 7:21 AM
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beautiful vivid imagery of the dawning day ....of course he must be
thinking of beautiful you.
posted by
Kabu
on May 25, 2010 at 6:54 AM
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