How are you?
Silence again.
Fine, fine, I mumble, fine,
unraveling like string…
~ Sandra Cisneros, from “Drought” in My Wicked Ways: Poems
Notes:
- Poem via Anne Sexton Appreciation. Photo: Harmonic Hesitation
- Related Posts: Sandra Cisneros
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Good Morning there…
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Slowly unraveling the string…a lifetime’s worth to do..
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That is TRUTH!
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Reblogged this on Bridgit's Fire.
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Hope you get to stay in the warmth for a while 💛 Unravelling in the cold is even more painful.
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Yes! and it is cold out there!
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yes, very fine
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Sounds more like Monday morning LOL. I so enjoy my Saturday and Sunday mornings David; no alarm clock, no rush to get dressed… ❤
Diana xo
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Me too Diana. Me too.
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What a great line, David ~ “unraveling like string…”
So descriptive!
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3 words. I was swept away.
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