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The Lotus Flower <><><> I am your lotus That you forgot And left by riverside Where women wash With babes Pressed to their breasts <><><> You took me beneath Magnolia And sighing I shed a tear Of what would Now become <><><> I squeeze the Damask cloth That binds me To another world Where I am free <><><> ©EMG04 |
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Hi Emma, This poem has a mysterious soft quality to it which I like...with few words once again you create a fabulous image. Valerie X |
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Thanks Valerie, I was playing around with this poem yesterday - not quite sure what I was thinking about when I wrote it. Emma |
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| Very well written Emma, quite brief but with a quality feeling to it. And as VJ says....rather mysterious...nice poem. : )lb |
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Thanks lb - the mystery of my mind lol - thanks for reading Emma |
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| | From:  Zydha | Sent: 9/18/2004 7:31 PM |
Perhaps it 'is' the brevity of these words, Emma, but I felt it had an eastern touch to it, like a translation of something which became softly misted in reading. You are experimenting well, I like to change from one to another as it lets you play with words and innuendo. I enjoyed this one very much, Zydha |
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Thank Zy, I think with this I was retracing my jewish roots - its weird but every now and again I have to travel down that path. Emma |
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