by Bobbi Lurie
If only I could decipher the mightiness of the sword and put it into pen, I might free myself. But then again, I sought this duration of loss. I wrapped a fabric of lace around my body, stood stiffly at the garden party and asked to be captured.
(I drink with my thinking problem intact.)
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This may be my favorite in the series so far. The little parenthetical remark at the end sets the first line spinning like a coin! *
That parenthetical remark feels like a koan. ^
so much said in so few words
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You are nailing this form in a grand way, Bobbi. Great way to close this piece. James is dead on with the koan-feel at the end.
I read with my thinking problem intact. Yet your visual details outline a number of intriguing story lines, made more intriguing by the parenthetical aside at the end. Inventive use of the form. Why the bold type?
Wow. This is wonderful.
yep, a koan at the end. very powerful structure, and the content none too shabby either ;^) i am very much liking these 55 worders of yours. peace *
Love this, Bobbie!!! Love these 55 word excursions!!! ****
Another fine 55-word entry, Bobbi!
Great ending!