Some people cannot stop to immerse themselves in colors, because they keeping an eye out for opportunity at every moment. When instrumentalism rules the roost, color is only a marker to be noted in passing. But in all your poems I am conscious of color as weft, with your train of thoughts as warp.
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Some people cannot stop to immerse themselves in colors, because they keeping an eye out for opportunity at every moment. When instrumentalism rules the roost, color is only a marker to be noted in passing. But in all your poems I am conscious of color as weft, with your train of thoughts as warp.