Posted on May 10, 2019
by Elan Mudrow
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Branches, once a small bridge, lie over missing mud, lose their original meaning. Now, a hard turf sits like a soft concrete, an uneven glaze dried upon them. The branches are caked, bricks in dirt, an ancient architecture. I see the trail, in its…
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Posted on September 15, 2018
by Elan Mudrow
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Some leaves make an early exit. They wait for rain. More photos here.
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Posted on June 1, 2015
by Elan Mudrow
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There is a roughness A quiver, that tells things The redness of spring cherries Leaves, autumn raked. Ears pick up the vibration Voices attempt to emulate But, it is the rumbling Palms search for The noise is subject to a tilt A…
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Posted on March 20, 2015
by Elan Mudrow
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Category: Flash Fiction, Poetry, PortraitsTags: Author, Aztecs, Climate Change, Drought, Mythology, Passion, Poem, Poet, Poetry, Prose, Rain, Religion, Romance, Storm, Writer, Writing
Posted on January 2, 2015
by Elan Mudrow
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You are like the missing rain Only the mist has been caught in the trees A thousand kisses fall to the ground Mud has formed at my feet I am on my hands Tracing your lips Wooden steps support me The world is…
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Category: PoetryTags: Author, Drought, Erotic, Fiction, Love, Nature, Passion, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Rain, Reading, Sex, Story, Witch, Writer, Writing
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