May 12, 2010 by Corinna Parr
Hands sweep around and in that circuit we spent a lifetime.
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged haiku, poem, Poetry | 4 Comments
Amazing. You’ve captured the time distortion of lovemaking in eleven words!
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Since life is a circle…I thought of your poem not so much as in the moment…but as the completion of a life time…just a random thought of your poem and life…I guess.
I love the pun on “hands” and the general elegant economy of this.
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Amazing. You’ve captured the time distortion of lovemaking in eleven words!
Let’s see… if I leave another comment maybe I can register for site updates…
Since life is a circle…I thought of your poem not so much as in the moment…but as the completion of a life time…just a random thought of your poem and life…I guess.
I love the pun on “hands” and the general elegant economy of this.