In a message dated 04.16.03 9:21:46 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< i remembered asking mother,
what colours were allowed >>
I would end here. I love the use of colors in your poem.
I especially like these lines – they vibrate for me:
turquoise, varigated with halos
of pink and yellows -
how it spread, slowly
on the surface, of the Nanticoke,
when i disturbed it with stones
kol tuv, Ryfkah
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