Tuesday, February 13, 2007

giein bluid -
throuch the winnock
the reiddest tulips




giving blood -
through the window
the reddest tulips

6 comments:

  1. A very inspired juxtaposition, John. Also I remark the strong contrast between pain, illness and the red beautiful flower. Although the flower is cut and will die at sunset. I like very much your poem.

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  2. amazing imagery......loved it!

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  3. Earth blood test, high time, could be seriously ill!?:)

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  4. Strange thoughts - and absent donor?

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