Friday, May 22, 2015
Basking Comments
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I am Buddha with a womb.
Strip me to the skin and set me in the sun.
I will bathe, I will bask, I will bloom.
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7/21/2025 10:25:25 AM # 1.0.0
So, Suzanne, I went from your latest posting to this, an earlier one. As in the other two poems, excellent images here and a pleasing cadence as your words spool out. I particularly like the mayflies metaphor. Your reveling makes me think of Emily Dickinson’s poem that begins, I taste a liquor... Somewhat similar are my Snowing Seeds and On the Rare Capture of a Megamouth Shark. -Glen
Basking was one of my very first poems, written over 10 years ago! Thank you for reminding me of that Dickinson poem. I have a book of her poetry next to my bed, and I should probably revisit some of her poems when the state of the world makes me cynical!