A ring of light amid the smoky fall --
A misconception of the regained brio
Mischivous anguish thrown at the wall
And up into the sink; A link -- if ever there was --
Is torn; It's time to mourn
Damnant quod non intelligent
As they burn weathered leaves
And stand among the naked trees, forlorn
Instead of futile talk
© Copyright: Sada, 2003
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A misconception in more ways than one,
It's now a miscarriage, an abortion.
Thank God the fetus hasn't grown large.
Next time you have a date, go double Dutch.
Mahalingam 13.04.2003 05:31 • Заявить о нарушении
It's now a miscarriage, an abortion.
Thank God the fetus hasn't grown large.
Next time you have a date, go double Dutch.
Mahalingam 13.04.2003 05:31 • Заявить о нарушении
there's always more to it than meets the eye
a misconception of the poem, indeed,
but thanks for your insightful cunning lingoes:)
yours,
Sada 14.04.2003 16:37 Заявить о нарушении
a misconception of the poem, indeed,
but thanks for your insightful cunning lingoes:)
yours,
Sada 14.04.2003 16:37 Заявить о нарушении
Indeed, hide the candle of meaning under a bushel of oblique references adorned with the poison ivy of imagery, and the reader is left to wonder if there's any candle to begin with. Certainly there MUST be more than meets the eye. X-ray, anyone?
Mahalingam 14.04.2003 17:26 Заявить о нарушении
Mahalingam 14.04.2003 17:26 Заявить о нарушении
hey, doctor, no radiation needed...not even a degree from the ivy league...you must be confused in your diagnosis -- first, an abortion, now an imagery poisoning...
the 'candle of meaning' is burning out...
yours,
Sada 14.04.2003 18:00 Заявить о нарушении
the 'candle of meaning' is burning out...
yours,
Sada 14.04.2003 18:00 Заявить о нарушении