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Vassilis,"Bow quivers" literally (& figuratively)moves like the first two lines combined that gave it being.Haiku worthy of Issa!
Always the provocateur of double entendres. Love the bow. Love the bow!
Conrad,Thanks for the comparison to Issa and I'm moved you should think so but I'm afraid my bow does not always shoot such arrows!Elizabeth,I bow in deference to your wit. :)
Madrona still lives in your heart (and mine). A gift from Querencia and the blackberry temple on Morgan Street, perhaps. Aloha my friend.
Vassilis,
ReplyDelete"Bow quivers" literally (& figuratively)moves like the first two lines combined that gave it being.
Haiku worthy of Issa!
Always the provocateur of double entendres. Love the bow. Love the bow!
ReplyDeleteConrad,
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comparison to Issa and I'm moved you should think so but I'm afraid my bow does not always shoot such arrows!
Elizabeth,
I bow in deference to your wit. :)
Madrona still lives in your heart (and mine).
ReplyDeleteA gift from Querencia and the blackberry temple on Morgan Street, perhaps.
Aloha my friend.