December 21, 2017. As this year moves closer to closure, usual seasonal mood swings squeeze into limited interior space crowded with national tensions, frustrations way beyond individual control and impossible to expel. Thank you, Nature. Your cycles remind “this, too, will pass”. Optimistic fingers tightly crossed, I look toward 2018.
Jazz, writing a poem is a wonderful way to celebrate the shortest day. I especially like the end of this one.
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Thank you, Ali. (Writing a poem improves most any day.)
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Nice…😊
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Lovely!
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This is so beautiful, Jazz – the way you have paced it, the solidity of each couplet. It is a reminder to realign ourselves, stop the noise, and focus with intent.
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VJ, thank you! The leaf positioned over the crack was too symbolic to NOT take as a sign …
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I especially like “draws reluctance across to new light”, Jazz! And “bridging” as an active verb. Lovely poem!
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Thank you!
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