Tag Archives: thy fingers make early flowers

aubade for all things fading, strong 

Posted on April 30, 2018 by whimsygizmo

{fare thee well, april} Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. – Semisonic, Closing Time   a smoothness which sings,saying (though love be a day) do not fear,we will go amaying. – E.E. Cummings   .. April bends, … Continue reading →

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petaled pages of love

Posted on April 3, 2017 by whimsygizmo

.. we quench our thirst with feathered spell, and poems fall like early flowers. ..    

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early flowers

Posted on November 29, 2016 by whimsygizmo

(though love be a day and life be nothing,it shall not stop kissing.) – E.E. Cummings  .. we are ever falling softly, pale and petaled and waiting for our souls to set.   .. NovPAD, day 29.

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Early Flowers

Posted on April 30, 2016 by whimsygizmo

Thy fingers make early flowers of all things. thy hair mostly the hours love: a smoothness which sings,saying (though love be a day) do not fear, we will go amaying. – E.E. Cummings … Even as the rain romances, after … Continue reading →

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