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Post by goldenmyst on May 5, 2023 21:05:24 GMT -6
vernal hips
vernal hips of sweet ivy blues whose leaves luxuriate in tropic of Eden with existential fig leaf for hidden cosmos as original as sin on the birth of the autumn when the fall felt heavy as a cross of tree boughs carrying the weight of love
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Post by Castle Court Jester on May 6, 2023 1:32:21 GMT -6
Quite the interesting and intoxicating read here John Enjoyed
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Post by goldenmyst on May 6, 2023 4:29:37 GMT -6
Thank you so very much brother. The "vernal hips" line was originally the end of a much longer poem. But a reader pointed out that it would make a good title and beginning of a poem. Hence I wrote this. Love that you found it intoxicating my friend. John
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Post by Sugarmuser on May 7, 2023 15:18:46 GMT -6
An interesting read indeed. Brushed with Autumn wonderment.
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Post by goldenmyst on May 7, 2023 16:19:46 GMT -6
Deep gracias to you mi amiga, Sugar. I am most grateful for your understanding this and appreciating the autumn in it.
John
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