Veronica

Summer débutante’s gown

grown shy

blushing falls

thrilling leaf by burnishing leaf

spinning through Constables’ light

grace-full arms:

bare/baring/embarrassed

brace/bracing/embrace

November.

~ by bonniemcclellan on November 2, 2011.

Posted in Art and Observation, Life In Italy, Poetry and Translation
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2 Responses to “Veronica”

  1. The wordplay is incantatory. One sound calls for the next and the the next one is summoned thereafter. I dug this one.

    Octavio Solis said this on November 16, 2011 at 7:41 pm | Reply

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