she spills the sun
tipping over the wet grass -
narcissus
Andromeda Jazmon
Saturday, April 25, 2009
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- Andromeda Jazmon
- Sometimes I go by the name "cloudscome", taken from a favorite haiku by the poet Basho. I'm a librarian posting about multiculti kid's books, poetry, knitting, my garden and gluten free cooking.
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3 comments:
I just love this one.
I think it's the verbs... spill, tip...
I never read the word nor see the flower without thinking of the mythology -- I can imagine Narcissus spilling the sun; anything so that he could look at himself!
Catches my breath away!
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