Monday, January 30, 2012

Almost Imbolc

Something missing—
no frogs croaking through the dark.

Where do they go?

Will the ice release Spring?
Will the beautiful bride be reborn?

5 comments:

  1. I like the way your initial lines set the tone for the 3 questions you follow them up with. Nice job. thanks.

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  2. Very interesting write! It begs to be a prelude to a longer, more intricate construction.

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  3. you got to hope...with the weather as wonky as it has been this year, you never know when spring may come...there are frogs at the pond in our city cemetary...and yeah they are gone...i look forward to their return...

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  4. do we really know anything? i don't think we do. we just go on the past. who are we to know the future?

    i find this quite haunting, lorna.

    xo
    erin

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