Monday, March 1, 2010


old jetty
the smallest feather falling
through my blouse



Ambrosia, Issue 3, Spring 2009

10 comments:

  1. comrade harps3/01/2010

    somehow gently erotic

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  2. comrade harps3/01/2010

    falls into the mist

    Wish I had those words recently, the last time I saw skyscrapers in rain. Bravo!

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  3. Dave Serjeant3/02/2010

    I remember this one from Ambrosia. Beautiful!

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  4. Frank...3/02/2010

    A lovely haiga, Emma so unusual...

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  5. Ralf Bröker3/02/2010

    I lllllllove the sound of this. Very nice.

    Best wishes
    Ralf

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  6. old pajamas3/03/2010

    Emma,

    Effective juxtaposition here; very well done...

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  7. Masago3/03/2010

    Evocative.

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  8. Emma Dalloway3/07/2010

    Thanks very much. Dave, Im stoked you remember this from Abrosia.

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  9. Anonymous4/17/2010

    l love the tone of this piece. Like the faintest memory.

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  10. D.M. SOLIS6/01/2010

    Just had to come and check your blog out again. It's really fabulous, you must already know. Thank you again, peace,

    Diane

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