Summer Meeting

Written during a gathering

Radishes turning red 

Sunset suicide seems

like the pink of her 

blushing face 

 

Fans are turning 

in earnest, rowing

through the 

mucky air

 

Without success 

her chin is dripping 

with salty exhaustion 

wilting in the steam 

 

No meaning 

just a rotting root 

Reviews

[emipoemi]

.......wow! Four short stanzas and a world of meaning. The imagery is beyond vivid and exceptional. and the musicality simply flows. And to think that it's about something so simple, but you make it so profound. Well done!

[. serah .]

~ so expressive... ~ after living in near-complete isolation for several years, i don't miss gatherings at all... but i like being on this site... ~ there's always a possibility of discovering a poetic voice which is distinct and rises above the din...