Dogwood

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Dogwood

for Sarah

We are but poor passing fates,
that I could not love you any more
than I do right now.
For  I know of nothing in this world
so sad—or so beautiful
as your branches heavy with rain.

Charles Coakley Simpson

8 responses

  1. How I love this…of course…I think anything wet looks good right?
    hugs and love to see you posting here again…

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    April 22, 2015 at 2:00 am

  2. thefeatheredsleep

    True. Passing fates. Good analogy

    Liked by 1 person

    February 25, 2016 at 5:16 pm

  3. Beautifull! Thanks for sharing 🙂

    Like

    March 21, 2016 at 12:42 pm

  4. Amazing thanks for the read!!

    Liked by 2 people

    May 28, 2016 at 12:37 pm

  5. I found the other blog through Goodreads and I followed you. But more uses that? thanks for following me 😊

    Liked by 1 person

    April 3, 2017 at 6:14 pm

  6. This is beautiful, intricate work.

    Liked by 1 person

    March 18, 2018 at 11:33 am

    • I beleive I stole a line here or there. The opening is from a Robert Lowell poem and another is from a Bob Dylan lyric, I think. It just all came out at once, in a sentence/message and then I broke it down into seperate lines.

      I really wansn’t aware how painful and poignant it was when I actually said it, you know. It just kind of hung there in the air between us, like your breath in the cold.

      It seemed proper to personify dogwoods, I like dogwoods, they are so beautiful blooming in the spring, but I don’t write poetry like I used to.

      Liked by 1 person

      March 18, 2018 at 12:53 pm

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