The poem is exquisite. It is sad but not forlorn. The way you present it is powerful too. If it had been "frilly" or sentimental, it would have changed the power of it.
In June 2006 I carried a matchbox in my pocket for one week.Into it I collected careless sentences and trapped thoughts liable to escape.
This is a continuation of that matchbox - a virtual place to mount all the little thoughts we lose - the ideas, the promises, the doodles.The things that break apart and the insistent pieces that wedge under our skin.
And here is the thought that suggested the eventual title for this blog.
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19 remarks:
I love the concept of her face no longer fitting.
Says it all. So much like an experience of this woman! Thanks for joining in this week's prompt.
Excellent visual!
Really well said. I just had to read it over several times!
excellent and very accurate
Great haiku. The link between the sweater that doesn't belong and the face that also doesn't is wonderful.
great trio
john
This is scary...I have one of those cardigans. I also have a face that is beginning to slip its mooring. Change will happen.
poignant but... such is life
The poem is exquisite. It is sad but not forlorn. The way you present it is powerful too. If it had been "frilly" or sentimental, it would have changed the power of it.
My "Change" is here. Thank you!
(I'm adding you to the blogroll; is that OK?)
duh to me! Already did that!
a powerful metaphor of change!
beautiful... i shop goodwill.. is that me
That is spot-on. I love the image evoked.
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Beautiful- and from an old woman's pespective - thought provoking on multiple levels. Love the way you presented it too. Brava.
Juliet directed me to your blog. You're a real haijin. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
I love L3!!
This is so true and so fitting for so many of the elderly women I see in my work.
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