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Following Margo over to PoMoSco, day 28.
Source text: Thunder Hill, by Elizabeth Nicolds (1953). Page 43.
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😀 I love this. For one thing, we bee together (heh heh), but I really like the poem that has emerged from your source text. I think I like your formatted version even more.
Yes! I chose the page because of the header (I LOVE the word “simpatica.”)
And then I noticed the bees, and it was clinched. 😉
Let’s bee together. 🙂
Great poem, De! I love your visual choices of blue gradient and little paper ligatures. Really sweet to run into you at Pomosco!
Awww. Thanks for coming over, Daniel. I loved reading your piece today. 🙂
“simpatica” sounds like “some patty cake”
This poem speaks to me. And I’m enjoying reading it over and over again.
I fell in love with phrase “the comings and goings of the golden” immediately. It could be the bees, or the sun, or the age, or the light…or a moment.
I just love found poetry.
This reminds me about the word magnets. We haven’t done that in a while.
Ooo. Yes. Let’s. Maybe Friday. Although I have earmarked that day as “take care of your house before it spontaneously combusts” day. Sigh. I’m so bad at the 3D world in April. And November. And some other months, too. 😉
I cleaned like crazy yesterday. And at the end of the day, it looks the same, no matter how hard I’ve worked all day. But it’s great exercise, so I’ll try to keep up the momentum (moment um; just noticed that).
So creative and honey sweet! Loved.
“comings and goings of the golden” – I love that thought.