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Rating: 2.6
Here in February, the fine
dark branches of the almond
begin to sprout tiny clusters
of leaves, sticky to the touch.
Not far off, about the length
of my morning shadow, the grass
is littered with the petals
of the plum that less than
a week ago blazed, a living
candle in the hand of earth.
I was living far off two years
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Glen Kappy 14 December 2016
dang! what restraint! what sticking to the facts! and what pictures to make me know the feeling he evokes. -glen kappy
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Ratnakar Mandlik 13 April 2016
Enormity and depth of grief expressed is simply touching. Thanks for sharing.
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Savita Tyagi 13 April 2016
Expression of grief has many ways. Struggling with that grief has many ways too. This poem expresses it in such an effective way. It's like harsh afternoon meeting timid dusk.
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John Richter 13 April 2016
It's a slow process.... Perfectly depicted here...
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Barry Middleton 13 April 2016
Plant a tree and name it after a deceased friend. Grief!
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Edward Kofi Louis 13 April 2016
For the bare roots! And to take care of nature. Nice work.
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