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Time's relapse

Ice drips:
floods of water
splash planets that random pressure
the drops distance
fall half an hour
of a hidden century, hm? Then
the sun! a patch of tritanopic
halves for a Grandma's blue curtain.
Stuffed trees poke out
behind streetlights
Over a drowsy neighborhood
The man watches her window
his nose stretched sharply
toward the world.

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Ink Dragon

17 years 3 months ago

Quillsvein,

even though I do not think I know W.C.Williams, I enjoyed reading this. Unusual imagery! My favourite lines were "floods of water splash planets that random pressure the drops distance fall half an hour of a hidden century" the "hm?" came a little unexpectedly... Regards, Ink
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Fearlessfox

17 years 3 months ago

Whos' nose?

I can't help wondering whos'"nose stretched sharply towards the world."? I liked the images this conjured up for me. Thank you. Time flies when having fun and stands still when having none...... Ffox
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Quillsvein1

17 years 3 months ago

the nose

is probably mine. but nowhere near as appealing as that nose in your picture! GB