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Monday, May 23, 2011

not me

who'd have thought
that among winters' captives
a tiny spark of everything
would flower in passion
though rankled and wrangled and reposed
like the lovers' promise
to remain eternal?
not me

3 thoughts:

Rebecca said...

I am not sure why you are surprised at such a thing? The lovers' promise to remain eternal is not always rankled, wrangled and reposed. This... I do know for sure.

After suffering through such a cold, long and depressing winter it is only when we see the fruition of what spring/summer brings to us that we realize how those tiny sparks "flower in passion"... I love how you captured that here. Hopefully I did not misinterpret one of your enigmatic thoughts you sometimes use in your poetry.

Also, I find this extremely fitting that you wrote this yesterday. Isn't Victoria Day also a day that Canadians celebrate as sort of a "kick off" to Summer?

Lastly, it's been so long since you wrote a poem, or at least posted one here. I must say it was well worth the wait. You are amazing, as always. Thank you for sharing this so much.

enigma said...

my meagre 31 words were returned fivefold, 155 of yours! i obviously get back more than i give. you're my greatest fan, in fact my only one :D you even get me ;)

Rebecca said...

I don't know if any of what you said above is true, but what I do know for sure is that I am, indeed, your greatest fan :)