Smidgens
Posted on October 23, 2017 by Elan Mudrow
A reader dips a hand
Into swift water
Waiting in initial silence
To be taken by the current
An author swims
Without life preserver
Arms….splashing
Yelling towards the shoreline
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The poem gave me a gut-chuckle, and then a quiet moment of self reflection. It is rare for writing to do both in a concise manner. Well done.
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💙💙
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I thought about the poem for several days because I wanted to appreciate it. And today, I feel the truth I am trying to shout to the shore. Well done.
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Excellent! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀
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Hurrah for the authors!!
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You’d described the “relationship” of the reader and the writer in relations to the work very well here.
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OH yes!
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Thanks. I am flattered by your comments. Take care!
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Of course! That’s what makes this piece beautiful.
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Contrast, yes, but there is also a connection in there, somewhere?
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Wow! Succinctly captured the contrast. Very perceptive.
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Right on!!! (As we once said) AND, ‘Neato-Keeno’…
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Excellent
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You have eloquently summed up the difference between readers and writers. Writers take a much greater risk. 🙂
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“An author swims without a life preserver.”
Perfect.
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So true! So appreciate that author yelling, hollering, splashing their way!
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Love this!!
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