I was thinking about old poems that I never felt got to where they could, or never satisfied me somehow, and how it is wrong to assume they never will or will never have bits used elsewhere - and that reminded me how it is also wrong of me to assume that any of my poems are finished really. wind carried words fall from the tree twig scatter patterns never complete shape emerges tongued on a breeze (c) A. H / K. H-H (11th November 2018)
edit 13/11/18 – today I prefer:
shapes emerge
tongued by breeze
Reblogged this on a blind catch in the sun and commented:
glad to find this one today, i always wonder about pairing it with Author Credit – https://ablindcatchinthesun.com/2021/03/27/author-credit-2/
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