Daily poem: Florescence 20

This one was written a few weeks ago. The memory is fading…

 

Day of wind and water,

boughs bent tight and tauter,

hoping winter’s daughter’s on her way.

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

7 thoughts on “Daily poem: Florescence 20”

    1. What struck me most about Mary Webb’s vision was how much she appreciated the wildness of it. Most people of her epoch took nature for granted, either didn’t notice it or treated it as a nuisance. She truly saw the magic of the world we have left behind in exchange for our comfort, our Roundup and manicured lawns.

      1. I’d love to be like her. She wasn’t like her characters, was more in our world than they were; but she felt like they did, as well as having something to compare that wild life with.

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