Thursday, January 24, 2008

Black Leaves. Comments

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Picking off the black leaves.
The debris I do not need
Still the daily routine,
Chastens in the eves.
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Peter Vealey
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I'm unsure whether I gather the right meaning, but to me, this is like someone trying desperately to remove the bad and leave the good, but it's a never ending task in life and you never quite keep up. In any event, whether my whacked interpretation works or not, I very much enjoyed the language of this poem and its construction. Peace, L&T

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