February 15, 2017 by Rosemerry
singing the same song
again and again—
each time, finding new wings
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged being present, poem, poetry, singing | 2 Comments
How can I read this poem, and _not_ think about Suzan Beraza’s, Without a Doubt, video?
That said, even standing alone on its own feet, I so love this poem. Love love love love love love… And I luff it at least as much.
Yes! There it is, the wings inside everything. Xo r
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From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Wednesday, February 15, 2017 at 1:34 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “Big Love”
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How can I read this poem, and _not_ think about Suzan Beraza’s, Without a Doubt, video?
That said, even standing alone on its own feet, I so love this poem. Love love love love love love… And I luff it at least as much.
Yes! There it is, the wings inside everything. Xo r
Watch my TEDx talk The Art of Changing Metaphors: TEDX Rosemerry Trommer
Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer 970-729-1838 wordwoman.com
From: “comment-reply@wordpress.com” Reply-To: Date: Wednesday, February 15, 2017 at 1:34 PM To: Rosemerry Trommer Subject: [A Hundred Falling Veils] Comment: “Big Love”
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