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Billowing curtains
dance rhythmically to a music
only they can hear.
dance rhythmically to a music
only they can hear.
posted by Hannah at 8:26 PM
Friday, February 18, 2005
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- Name: Hannah
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I have worked as a nurse's aide, a daycare teacher, a nanny, and currently am employed doing all three.
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4 Comments:
Man, it's getting harder and harder to comment in Blogger these days. What have they done to it? Anyway...
This one is beautiful, Hannah. Don't tell me you can't write what you love to write.
I do know of those curtains, and their dances. Thanks for a pleasant reminder.
There's far more to it that that :P
The imagery is beautiful. Again, I must comment on my appreciation of this form of poetry. The limitations it sets forth on syllables and words forces such a frugality in the writing and brings forth only the essential. This is something you do so well, Hannah. I enjoy them thoroughly.
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