Shalom James,
In a message dated 02/18/2006 5:52:22 AM, [log in to unmask] writes:
<< I am not reflective on flowers -
petalwise the wind
would blow them all away today >>
I don't mind petalwise; connects for me with the ending, bringing in the word
wise.
I like your final stanza: the parallell between cold and warm.
"this cold welcoming place
where hell is a warm land
reached by good intentions"
kol tuv, Ryfkah
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