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A governess, a guardian of the young, so known and dear as to be called 'Mother' and a noblewoman, just barely 12 by age, named Portia, sit talking as the sun sets the stage for a cool, cloudless night.
'Mother, who invented candlelight and the slow, delicate brush of lips? '
'Some rakish boy, pawning his experience for present pleasure, no doubt.'
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5 stars come to you, anais. Who REALLY wrote 'your' poem? ? ? ;)
btw aka 'by the way' [[ used to insert a new idea into a conversation or to bring something up (like a reminder) ]]...'There's an entire field of a study dedicated to the various conspiracy theories regarding Shakespeare's "true" identity.'
The last six lines are 'to die for'. Portents of Romeo and Juliet? ? ? ? ? The language made me think a bit (though I've read VERY little of 'him') of Willilam Shakeseare. : ) bri
'portents Plural form of portent pôr′tĕnt″ noun An indication of something important or calamitous about to occur; an omen. Prophetic or threatening significance. Something amazing or marvelous; a prodigy.' Hmm?
'bony voluptuousness'....does that mean the girl's chest looks like her upper back? ?
'rakish adjective Having a saucy appearance indicative of speed and dash. Dissolute; lewd; debauched. dashingly, carelessly, or sportinglyunconventional or stylish; jaunty; characterized by a devil-may-careunconventionality; having a somewhat disreputable quality or appearance.'...like bri
Good poem. Learned counsel from the mother, albeit a foster-mother.5*
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7/19/2025 3:46:28 AM # 1.0.0
I'll uses this poem in my Feb. - March 'Showcase'. ;)