In a disarray was my mind Restless my heart chose to be Then it dawned upon myself It was your smile that was killing me.
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:) As always, I really like your infinite capacity to spring surprises!!! Good beginning, yo! The form is really good and practical - retains the reader, brings that dawning on the reader's face very quickly (!) - but puts pressure on you to weigh each word and choose very carefully - and that's good.
So wishing a smile like that will come your way soon!!! And then you got a ready-made poem to send - you can act really fast!!
Going back to your email, one of my theories has always been that art is created, & we generally have a tendency to over-emphasize the role of 'inspiration' or 'experiencing' the art.
My slightly warped post on the topic was Claritivity. When you get a chance, let me know what you think.
3 comments:
:) As always, I really like your infinite capacity to spring surprises!!!
Good beginning, yo! The form is really good and practical - retains the reader, brings that dawning on the reader's face very quickly (!) - but puts pressure on you to weigh each word and choose very carefully - and that's good.
So wishing a smile like that will come your way soon!!!
And then you got a ready-made poem to send - you can act really fast!!
Going back to your email, one of my theories has always been that art is created, & we generally have a tendency to over-emphasize the role of 'inspiration' or 'experiencing' the art.
My slightly warped post on the topic was Claritivity. When you get a chance, let me know what you think.
S!
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