I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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29 February 2012

NaHaiWriMo 2012 Week Three

Feb. 15: opera

never heard
that performance we missed
I don’t forgive


Feb 16: pool

new acquaintance
neighbour with swimming-pool
instant best friend


Feb. 17: queue

crossing our legs
too few cubicles
penis envy


Feb.18: rattle

in my Melbourne
the old red rattlers
went the distance


Feb. 19: sandal

a lone sandal shuffles in the tide


Feb. 20: talus

the hill
in the big rain
falls downhill



Feb. 21: umbrella

useless
my umbrella
in the wind

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