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We can’t leave our shine on the curb or shake the grey night rain from our shoes.
Written for Sunday Micro Challenge at Real Toads. The task: write about night rain in the streetlight using Ginsberg's American Sentence - that's a poem in one 17 syllable sentence. For this one, I used one of my own photos from my first rain soaked night in San Fran. B
Oh, BEAUTIFUL. This leaves me a little breathless.
ReplyDeleteGorgeous photo, with words that take the reader into the frame to get our own shoes wet. Thanks for participating, Izy.
ReplyDeletePowerful sentence and picture.
ReplyDeletewonderful photo and accompanying AS
ReplyDeleteSimply breath-taking!!❤️
ReplyDeleteWonderful. Great photo too, which mirrors in that shine on the curb way--really great pair. k.
ReplyDeleteReally great words
ReplyDeleteshake the grey night rain from our shoes.. lovely words!
ReplyDeleteNice thinking, Izzy. Never would I have this idea. I'm entranced by the meaning of "leaving our shine on the curb" eluding me. Shines generally follow the light, so? Perhaps I should wonder why one would want to leave his shine away from him, especially curbs.
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Shaking out a grey night is such an appealing image, as is the photo.
ReplyDeleteOh, wonderful! Says so much; worlds of meaning in so few words.
ReplyDeleteI could go on and on about what this means. I love poetry that makes me think.
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