In a message dated 05.06.03 5:51:33 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< In stinging memory, we taste the summer
when bees are gone.
>>
This is a biting ending. I would have liked the yellow leaf to be an
extended metaphor.
I like: the serpent's pedigree. [I like biblical allusion.]
kol tuv, Ryfkah
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