Friday, March 22, 2013

We miss you

we miss you 
he writes in an e-mail
for the first time
my mouse-hand freezes
......unable to click delete

—A Hundred Gourds, 2:1, December 2012

6 comments:

  1. Nice, Janet . . . and I love your background field of green!

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  2. Thanks for commenting, Maggie. Time for some cheer (the field of green). We had another mild winter here, and things have been blooming and sprouting away for quite a while now. However, just last night we had a light freeze, right after I'd finished pruning and planting a few things!

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  3. Nicely evocative. It makes me wonder the what and why.

    Adelaide

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  4. Thanks, Adelaide. It's a true story.

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  5. Classically poignant in a modern context. Line 3 makes a perfect pivot, allowing the poem to be read in several different ways and adding to its openness.

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  6. Yes! I know this feeling. Deleting the email is like deleting him... I can "feel" this one. xo stace

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