her hand on my wrist moth dust
—Sheila Sondik
Issue 18.2 | 17 October 2018
from the next room him talking more important than her hearing ?
Sparse and poignant, Sheila. Much is hinted at in these few words.
I read this poem yesterday. It is still haunting me. "moth" s brilliant, but "dust" cuts to the quick.
I'm so happy to hear that you were 'touched' by this poem. Thank you.
Heartful… in so many thoughts Sheila_!
A light touch; mayhaps an infant daughter's; times dust. _m
Thank you, Magyar. Inspired by my granddaughter's sweet touch.
The lightest touch…and a magical one that makes me think of fairy dust. Beautiful, Sheila.
marion
Thank you, Marion!
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October 17th, 2018 at 12:01 pm
from the next room
him talking more important
than her hearing ?
October 18th, 2018 at 3:43 am
Sparse and poignant, Sheila. Much is hinted at in these few words.
October 18th, 2018 at 2:02 pm
I read this poem yesterday. It is still haunting me. "moth" s brilliant, but "dust" cuts to the quick.
October 19th, 2018 at 2:38 pm
I'm so happy to hear that you were 'touched' by this poem. Thank you.
October 19th, 2018 at 1:45 pm
Heartful… in so many thoughts Sheila_!
A light touch; mayhaps an infant daughter's; times dust.
_m
October 19th, 2018 at 2:39 pm
Thank you, Magyar. Inspired by my granddaughter's sweet touch.
October 29th, 2018 at 3:52 am
The lightest touch…and a magical one that makes me think of fairy dust. Beautiful, Sheila.
marion
October 30th, 2018 at 2:43 pm
Thank you, Marion!