21 Wednesday Mar 2018
Posted in poems
olive trees
straw fields and
blackened trunks
always under
their own shade
edged with puffs
of greenblue grass
part of a passing melange: Granada & Other Poems
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passing wormhole: and ‘naerrgh’ a mention of a seagull’s call
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So interesting. When I first read this, I saw “strawberry fields.” What does that say about me? Or about your poem?
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it was the puffs of bluegreen grass around the edges wot did it;
what that says about you is that you read my stuff, for which I am ever grateful
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