The second day
of summer the air
a bit acrid
the day moon
suspended like
a half-formed
thought–
a little wind
now and it
might go out
completely
a little wind now
it might incite
a spark
The second day
of summer the air
a bit acrid
the day moon
suspended like
a half-formed
thought–
a little wind
now and it
might go out
completely
a little wind now
it might incite
a spark
That’s really beautiful. I like the “the day moon” being “suspended like a half-formed thought”. It’s very visual.
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Thank you for your kind words!
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I’m loving this! It’s got me thinking of Murakami’s two moons in 1Q84. : D
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Thank you! I have only read wind-up bird chronicle, but am curious about 1Q84, especially now! 🙂
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Deep. Beautiful. Well Articulated.
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Thank you, Anaita!
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