Poetry and Such
Such riches. This fragile delicacy of the speaker, sensitive to the point of pain ... it cuts like a knife. A gorgeous knife.
It's been a while since I read such a beautiful and evocative haiku. Echoing Ruth's comment, this can cut so many different ways.
this moment of perception seems to open an entire world, a door that lets memory spill into the present ... you do with so few words, only the perfect ones :-)
it is full but it is so right that i want more. it is ripe with story. i'm greedy.xoerin
This is fantastic. It let's the reader imagine different perspective and so many of them! :) My first visit to your blog and I am loving it!