In life's vivid
green spring,
I dreamed
of embracing
all of creation.
Now, life fades
to russet autumn,
and you are all
I desire
in my arms.
- mce
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Is that really all you desire?
ReplyDeleteWell, right now I desire running water more than anything.
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The puzzle in a poem like this is that the pronoun "you" has no reference, which leaves much open to interpretation. The reader has to imagine how to fill in that blank.
Excellent! Imagination a travel agency that can book the sweetest trips!
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