Ilara One

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Summer!
that was the season……….wheat
flooding the earth
sheave rain

standing with her and the evening

watching sear-sun
bleed to the prairie…………
curl to a glow-worm bed

Then was the harvest; potatoes
gathered against wolf-winter, she
stood it well

skin browning in late heat

At night:

moon, window-filtered, branches cracking
we lay doze-dreamed,

loneliness!

burst from my skin like a ripe plum

Daybreak!

an army of cossacks sweeping out of the dawn
to rout moonsheen;
paint flowers in her night-coiled hair

-30- Montreal December 25th 1971

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jthserrajthserraalmost 20 years ago
Again, I loved the line breaks here

but got a bit distracted with the dots and dashes. The dashes worked at first, but you used so many they lost their impact. I wondered on the dots whether you actually wanted them or whether you were trying to isolate that word. If you want to do that without the dots when posting the poem you can insert a series of   each one will give you a single blank space. Anyway, a very good poem.

jim : )

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