lady leaf of laz.

skin on hand
lavender rises
hugged by madsuns
in whiteandyellow; the moon
flutes the rain, abandoned by
alltheflowers and the rain
is deathfluttering
i fear, the spine to
its leaf that blows

etceteraetcetera
ladyleafofLazarus
does not leave

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I tried (emphasis on tried) to do an E.E. Cummings style/format here, so if you were wondering about that, guilty as charged.

Hope you could enjoy my poem. Thank you for reading.




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41 replies

  1. “I tried (emphasis on tried) to do an E.E. Cummings style/format here, so if you were wondering about that, guilty as charged.”
    Um it’s gud so I dunno what the emphasis is for 😂

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  2. Very nice, Lucy! Old e.e. would be pleased as punch 😀

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  3. What a beautiful experiment. I wish I could write like you! ❤

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  4. Wow Lucy beautifully awesome ❤️

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  5. This is absolutely gorgeous! E.E would be proud 😀

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  6. I was just thinking this sounds like E.E. Cummings and then at the bottom it says that’s what you were going for!

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  7. Oh, I think you got the style wonderfully! And that title: I would like you to write an epic poem on this subject!

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  8. I greatly enjoyed how you created new words with smaller words 🙂

    Lovely.

    -David

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  9. e.e. cummings is one of my favorite poets, I love attempting to write in his style. Good job, Ms. Lucy!

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  10. Apologies for reading and commenting late, but after the live OLN, I was so tired, and we had the electrician in yesterday to sort out the heating – there is still none in the study or dining room! The first words that leaped out at me, Lucy, were ‘lavender rises’. I changed the bedclothes the other day, sprinkled lavender oil on the pillows, and I’ve been waking up with the scent in my hair! I love the shape and form of your poem, the compression of words, and especially the imagery of the moon in the lines:
    ‘…the moon
    flutes the rain, abandoned by
    alltheflowers and the rain
    is deathfluttering’.

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  11. A lovely experiment, Lucy! I love “in whiteandyellow; the moon
    flutes the rain.” I often write about the moon humming or singing, but I also thought about a flute shape here, and the moon sort of siphoning the rain into it.

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  12. I enjoyed reading this entry.

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  13. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:

    WELL-DONE-!

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