“I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.” Greta Gabo
That Immanence Thing All at once the world came in, I felt it, the bird's feathers touched my soul, it offered such a sublime, electric song which made me tremble and surrender my fragile breath in a ripe sigh, for the idea of the thing, an unknown held as a jealous secret, now echoing through my body like rich magenta solace gently brushed in generous strokes. Copyright 2023 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®️
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many thanks Michael 🙂
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Beautiful Paul
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Thank you so much Cheryl 🙂
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Gorgeous! Beautifully penned! ❤
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Thank you so much Penny, much appreciated .
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Those last two lines went right into my favorite metaphors and similes folder!
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Compliment indeed, many thanks Liz, glad it spoke.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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A great poem, Paul! We do love to hold on to our secrets!
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To our detriment I fear Dwight, many thanks.
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You write beautifully. Always look forward to your posts.
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Thank you for your very encouraging response Patricia, very much appreciated.
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This resonated with me and I love the imagery and contemplative experience of this
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I thought it might, it’s our wave length right now.
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