Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Flight Comments

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Outside my window the wasps
are making their slow circle,
dizzy flights of forage and return,
hovering among azaleas
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B H Fairchild
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Patti Masterman 28 March 2013

Gosh this gave me incredible chills. It reminded me of an idea (not my own of course) how time might exist everywhere simultaneously, so that in other parts of the universe (or whatever term you would choose) , time keeps flowing, and the past is still alive in those other parts- otherwise, how could it still feel so near and present all the time, as if straining below the surface of apparent things.

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Bella Forrest 15 March 2012

Another amazing poem. You have such talent.

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