A Postcard to a Lover Departed

A Postcard to a Lover Departed


I reached for the shelf where stood

like shiftless vagrants

jars of fragrance

(yours was woody sandalwood)

I unstopped the jar

you filled the room

once more



◄ on Arran with Aoife

To Life ►



Mon 10th Dec 2018 11:42

Thanks, both - I'm engaging with Imagism at the moment - distillation of an emotion in as few words as poss ?

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Martin Elder

Sun 9th Dec 2018 19:17

I love what you have portrayed here Rick. Wonderful

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Trevor Alexander

Sun 9th Dec 2018 14:23

They do say that smell is the most evocative of the senses. There are certain ones that take me back years.

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