Elan Mudrow
Smidgens
Utterance
The road—a language.
The forest—a heart.
Two voices.
Both twist around mountains
Where one can lose oneself
Or be found.
Smidgens
The road—a language.
The forest—a heart.
Two voices.
Both twist around mountains
Where one can lose oneself
Or be found.
Thanks so much Tricia!
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Beautiful pairing of images and poetry.
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I like how all the words come together into a short masterpiece.
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Such a beautiful vision on a cold and rainy day.
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Even though I am totally focused, I am equally Zoned. Oftentimes I write Blogs in my Head while on the Road. Transcending Thoughts, The Road.
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Simple and exquisite poetry.
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Nice post
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Thanks so much Susan!
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Your brevity doesn’t diminish the depth of this prose – beautiful!
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Thanks for this.
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beautifully expressed !!
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Yes Jazz. Thanks
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Thanks Ann
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Yes, my friend.
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Thanks Deborah!
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Thanks Bonnie
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Thank you Rajaneesh
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Thanks Beth!
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This is such a beautiful poem! 🙂
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Marvelous interplay of words and image – and captures the duality of uncertainty … stirs me to ponder: do I want to be found/rescued? Or do I truly wish I were lost, separated from present circumstances? (I don’t know.)
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Wonderful!
xx
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Hard to pick out a favorite line, Elan–I like them all! Thoughts and feelings in a winding metaphorical conversation, the happy contradiction of simultaneously losing and finding yourself. The place where I’m transported when I write. 🙂
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So beautiful
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Nice.
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Lovely poem. Loved the expressions.
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Beautiful ♡
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Beautiful
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