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photo by Francesca Woodman


how divine the child
gone wild
fresh tart
confection 
sweet hot
jelly roll giggle & 
blues storm chaser
done spun herself plum dizzy 
now everybody in the spool

2016-Rene




Comments

  1. got caught in the spin cycle of your words.
    well done.

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  2. I think a girl like that is yearn that weave the fabrics of joy...

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  3. Damn, this is awesome!!! Every word just drips like melted warm sugar-honey drizzling down the wrists to the inner elbows. Seriously. So sexy and yummy and just absolutely fantastic poetry.

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  4. PERFECT word-magic to go with that picture.

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  5. I agree...perfect words to go with that picture. I felt myself getting dizzy as I spun too back to my childhood. Days of wild spinning.

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  6. Love love LOVE "giggle storm chaser," especially.

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  7. I like 'everybody in a spool.' I can picture that!

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  8. This poem spun me down the page most effectively. Nice to see you, Rene.

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  9. Such a whirling, twirling pretty child she is! nice poem.

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  10. This makes me want to cheer--what a great energy to encounter on an afternoon!

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  11. This felt like a dizzy, twirling sweet treat!

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  12. Its fun to get caught up in the fun of young girls. Silly, yes...but somehow noble

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  13. You actually described the image to a T. Spot on! She did "spun herself plump dizzy."

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