Saturday, May 28, 2011

small stone #8

Another Indian woman
living on our block
has hair swept back and braided
has jeweled toes,
is in all yellow traditional regalia,
and walks with a limp...

27 comments:

  1. Beautiful image and colors.

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  2. That last line makes me wonder about how many women like that one are living on your block and why are they limping, etc. Mysterious! Love it :)

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  3. This could be the opening lines of a novel. It is a beautiful little slice of life that leaves you wondering and wanting more.

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  4. hmmm... very descriptive... very descriptive indeed. nice imagery!

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  5. Love the small slice of life in this poem, sufficient words for a strong image - well done.

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  6. Lets see where to begin, First off the imagery was well done and the little humor at the end was the icing on the cake, Over all well stated. Have a great rally and thanks for swinging by my blog

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  7. Reminds me of another poem, "God, may we know them by their limping."

    My scars are open. My limps relevant. The one eye leaded more than the other and my ass too big for this tiny waste. We are all the measure of what we cannot stand, and how we deal with that. I have a feeling she deals well. You saw her. Says much of you!

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  8. you make her alive with your words.
    a limp, that separates her from other Indian women,

    cheers.

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  9. Yes, I agree with Jingle.. I could clearly form that picture in my mind!

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  10. Every single person in this world despite being just a little part of it, is special and important, and definitely deserves being mentioned. Great imagery...

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  11. <3 I am loving the encouragement, this just might be the opening lines to a novel one day. Thank you!

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  12. Your words painted a snapshot here. I could see her. Nice capture. Thanks for sharing:)

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  13. The image was clear

    I came away with how we look at people differently because they are different. I wonder how a poet of that culture would look at me moving into their neighborhood.

    I enjoyed reading and reflecting
    Job well done.

    Genebrother

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  14. You captured a moment and reflected it in a beautiful way...

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  15. your imagery is very realistic. good one.

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  16. This creates such a beautiful image in my mind

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  17. Her image was so clearly described by you--I could see her limping... I love this "small stone".

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  18. You captured this image perfectly with your words!

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  19. Very well portrayed in few words...

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  20. A illustrative piece to describe simple folk, who could be simply any one of us.

    Keep it up! :)

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  21. Pretty metaphors, but is only she with the limp or another Indian woman as well? Hmm...

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  22. Makes me want to know why she is limping.

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