nichepoetryandprose

poetry and prose about place

dressing in black

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on this wintry day …

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Rebecca

~

in black

advances

down the middle

of the street

oblivious to traffic

~

dark mists

and Avalon

the perfect rupture of sky

~

from her fingers

black threads

spin skirt

and widow’s weeds

~

black painted nails

blackened sockets of eye

her lips black also

from a feast of berries

~

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~

Copyright  2000  Jane Tims

Written by jane tims

January 31, 2014 at 11:04 am

Posted in beyond the surface

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  1. Ah, yes, looking forward to a feast of berries come summer!

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    Barbara Rodgers

    February 5, 2014 at 11:08 am

  2. Beautiful, Jane. Your poem goes so well with your photos, especially the first, the trees in black.

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    Robin

    January 31, 2014 at 11:50 am


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