Monday, April 17, 2017

No "Glorious" Feeling

Hard Rain Gilad 173 (Photobucket)

No shared step, no smile exchanged, no song beneath this umbrella for two.

This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Sunday Challenge - Micro Poetry - Streetlight Rain"  - my attempt at:  American Sentences as a poetic form was Ginsberg's effort to make American the haiku.  If haiku is seventeen syllables going down in Japanese text, he would make American Sentences seventeen syllables going across, linear.
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6 comments:

  1. Rosemary Nissen-WadeApril 17, 2017 at 3:30 AM

    Ironic! Nicely crafted.

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  2. Kerry O'ConnorApril 17, 2017 at 6:08 AM

    You manage to convey a whole lot about loneliness in a single sentence.

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  3. Sanaa RizviApril 17, 2017 at 11:00 AM

    I can picture him embracing solitude under the umbrella. Inspired ❤️

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  4. AnonymousApril 17, 2017 at 5:50 PM

    One can read so much into this

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  5. OutlawyerApril 17, 2017 at 8:11 PM

    Oh dear--there is such a sadness here. Great metaphor. Thanks, Margaret, hope all is well. k.

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  6. Susie ClevengerApril 18, 2017 at 12:26 AM

    Yes, such an image of lonely

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