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it’s too late to denyyour face softens when I lookwe’re no strangers no more
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Born in spring, my name means Spring. I love poetry in all its forms.
The word “poetry” derives from the Latin feminine noun poetria, meaning not “poetry” but “poetess”.
– Vesna *
it is so delicate and lovely!!
hvala puno lepotice!:)you’re wonderful
:) makes me happy, thank you micklyn
And with one look, no more words are needed. Simply lovely, and to the point.
I like less is more philosophy:)thank you Mui-Ling
Beautiful senryu Vesna, and your phrase “Your face softens when I look” evokes the moment of recognition perfectly.
and I always like the way you read Richard, thank you
Lovely the realization of that first strike of the bolt. xo
Nice interpretation:) Thank you Donna
Love that feel when your face relaxes into ‘know’….A beauty of a senryu Vesna, oh wabi sabi one :)Sandra x
we ‘know’, we’re no strangers to wabi sabi:)thank you sweet sandra:)x
Ah ~ I LOVE THIS.x