I am rising
to the clouds
to find out
where the water turns into
snow
to the clouds
to find out
where the water turns into
snow
A conversation in poetry involves a bunch of poets and fellow travellers (e.g. painters, photographers, translators) in an informal conversation taking the form of the work itself; that is, people respond in kind to each other’s creative efforts.
lost in the rain is a lovely beginning
ReplyDeletethe weather's always in the tune
start in the clouds
and come to the garden
here is precious time
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DeleteI will go with a vind
Deleteto your garden then
My garden is sleeping
under her white, white coat.
I don't manage to wake her up yet.
But she whispers to me in her dream
about red, red flowers.