Thursday, December 3, 2015

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Rating: 5.0

Wahiawa is still
a red dirt town
where the sticky smell
...
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Cathy Song
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Most of all, the name of the village glues me to the poem. It is quite MAGICAL. ❤️

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2. Affluent rains, centipedes, millipedes, bats and all kinds of colourful birds, butterflies and flowers… Now, after half a century outside, I am back in the same village. For good. Happily. Loved the poem. Top score.

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Poet Cathy, lovely poem. Ascribing to first hand experience, I believe. I too was born and spent my childhood in a similar village, albeit in Kerala India. Served by two monsoons Affluent rains, centipedes, millipedes, ..(Contd)

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Jayne Louise Davies 14 January 2023

Wonderful descriptive write. Thank you for sharing x

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Shakil Ahmed 03 December 2015

beautiful picture describing the scenic beauty of the small town, thanks for sharing

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Cathy Song

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