spring trail
the squeak of new leather
on an old nag
"Art does not reflect the visible; rather, it makes visible" ~Paul Klee
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4 comments:
_Spring is the -new-; trail is the -old-. This -new- leather on the -old- sway.
_Fine depth in this thought, Nora!
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I love the way that poetry can be found in the ordinary - nice one Nora...
Many thanks, Magyar and Frank. This is a bit of a silly senryu, but there's something sensuous about new leather, whether boots, a handbag, or a saddle. :-)
I was also going with Frank...but I get the meaning from the comments, Nora:)
wishes,
devika
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