The day after Diwali
I sat under a tree
like the Buddha of yore
ruminating.
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'diabetic exultation'? ? hmm? If, by the phrase 'the void called the day after' you refer to death, I LIKE THE TERM. Yes, a void perhaps, nothingness.
MN, I'm not sure I've ever thought of the earth as smelling like 'a woman in heat'; you don't mean a woman on a hot day, DO YOU? ha ha. bri : )
I especially like the stanza beginning: 'Keep the crackers ready' Thanks. bri ;)