Ahhh, so sweet! I think I recall your poem accompanying a photo of you and your bride awhile back - is it anniversary time again or just a great photo that needed a poem?
0_Jenny, The poem is a remnant from a much longer one I wrote and read from the vertiginous, high pulpit of the oldest Baptist church in this state's capital. It was 40 years ago, at the wedding of a dear friend. My poem was followed by an interpretive dance by Maryanne Annabel --a Canadian friend whose costume came loose and wowed me, and everybody, with her professional disregard--as if it were part of the choreography. Suddenly my vertigo vanished.
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reading faces is
a biggie
body language
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do never
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under estimate the eyes
Love, cat.
Dear Cat, I agree with enthusiasm. Even Nature has a body language, IS a language. The poem has aged well, but I'm always finding new images for it.
DeleteWhat a sweet poem to write to two lovely flowers.
ReplyDeleteThank you, kind Joanne. As we are all dust from the same flower, so are we able to see ourselves in Nature.
DeleteBeautiful picture, touching words.
ReplyDeleteWelcome comment, lovely and encouraging. Have relayed compliment to the photographer.
DeleteAhhh, so sweet! I think I recall your poem accompanying a photo of you and your bride awhile back - is it anniversary time again or just a great photo that needed a poem?
ReplyDelete0_Jenny, The poem is a remnant from a much longer one I wrote and read from the vertiginous, high pulpit of the oldest Baptist church in this state's capital. It was 40 years ago, at the wedding of a dear friend. My poem was followed by an interpretive dance by Maryanne Annabel --a Canadian friend whose costume came loose and wowed me, and everybody, with her professional disregard--as if it were part of the choreography. Suddenly my vertigo vanished.
DeleteWhat a great story! And that poem has whiskers, but you'd never know it - it's as fresh today as ever.
DeleteKind Jenny, thanks. I wish the same could be said of the poet.
DeleteWhat a sweet poem, and the perfect illustration.
ReplyDeleteMost kind Elizabeth. My gratitude and all my best to you.
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