Thursday, December 16, 2010

trumpeting

swans sing
souls wing
white breasted
freedom

if I could fly

my fingertips would quiver
in slippery streams of air
city of Tena's breath
held fast beneath
a cloudy draft
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4 comments:

  1. BrianDecember 17, 2010 at 6:46 AM

    Both very lyrical with their on and off rhymes. Lovely.

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  2. Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐December 17, 2010 at 9:54 AM

    Kay, I second Brian. And the imagery is arresting.

    May I ask what "city of Tena's breath" refers to?

    Chen-ou

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  3. Kay TracyDecember 18, 2010 at 10:07 AM

    Hi all,

    Thank you for your comments.

    Chen-ou: the city of Tena is a play on tenacity.

    :o)
    ~Kay

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  4. Chen-ou Liu, 劉鎮歐December 19, 2010 at 5:52 AM

    Kay,

    Thanks for telling me this. I didn't catch it in the first place. It adds an extra level of meaning to the poem.

    Chen-ou

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