A Bluestocking And A Lilliput Poem by nimal dunuhinga
A Bluestocking And A Lilliput
We are not seeing each other
but we exchange what they call poetry.
Madam you are far beyond the vicinity.
I am an old bachelor stick around
longing for something which I cannot express.
Do you find in my poems?
We are only two parallel lines
in the song of love.
to Amanda Lukas.
Excellent last lines. One of your more eloquent efforts. As always, Sandra
Nimal, I think our poetry says something about us, and yes some of us run in parallel lines, but with some, our paths cross, and there is a definite affinity... you have a lovely way of expressing yourself... Take care. Joey
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/5/2024 4:27:05 AM # 1.0.0
An amusing title. I appreciate the originiality of thought and your clever way of expressing the meeting of these two.