my apology
hard pears left
to ripen
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Bob Lucky
Bob Lucky lives in Portugal. His work has appeared and is forthcoming in various journals including Modern Haiku, tinywords, Rattle, MacQueen's Quarterly, Presence, The Haibun Journal, and others. He's the author of Ethiopian Time (Red Bird Chapbooks), Conversation Starters in a Language No One Speaks (SurVision Books), My Theology (Cyberwit) and What I Say to You (proletariat.org).
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Pears on the window sill
Blushing behind the lace curtain
Yes! Two resonant examples of softening as a good thing.
I like to double edged-ness of this: apologies are hard to make and sometimes even hardened by our own continuing resentments.
wonderful juxtaposition!
Wow, snappy.
some things you just have to put out there and wait
Too hard to forget.Nice!
Thanks for all the kind words.
What a great jux, Bob – and it's so visual.
marion
Hard pears do take a while :-) Wonderful jux, Bob.