Prize of a difficult hunt
fresh meat seared in the fire pit:
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I enjoyed this very much especaily since I once played the violin and my daughter plays the flute. The insertion of 'dixie licorice stick' added special flavor. I liked the line about the glade. So I would think that there is an Eden in your neighborhood somewhere. 'contentment ruled the glade'. I should have known that there would have been music and dancing of some sort from the very beginning. Reminds me of Snoopy from the comic strip 'Peanuts' - to live is to dance and to dance is to live. There must have also been poetry. Robert Piusky (Puisky?) said 'poetry is just as physical or bodily an art as dancing.'
Robert, I wondered at double entendre in 'seered' for 'seared' and took the path of wisdom. In the last line I could feel 'resonance' for ''contentment' ruled the glade...' Indeed the birth of rythmn... Rgds, Ivan
You teach your history with art and elegance, you share your information with wisdom and clarity. You illustrate your story with pleasing harmonies and perfect pitch. A fascinating poem. love, Allie xxxx