This time it's your image of truth as a bird that arrests me. A bird with a broken wing... the battered nature of truth, and yet beautiful, as it sings. Love this one.
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This time it's your image of truth as a bird that arrests me. A bird with a broken wing... the battered nature of truth, and yet beautiful, as it sings. Love this one.
Thank you, @geke. The act of writing and the hope that it provides have gotten me through a lot of tough times in life.
A lovely poem. Please excuse a suggestion: the image after the third stanza, a more natural break in the flow?
Thanks, @richardjuckes. What would you suggest for the break?
I mean move the image, the bird, to after the third place. It was just my first thought, because I read the first stanza and then was kind of interrupted by the picture - a great picture BTW. Maybe the editing window has closed now anyway. And thank you for the reply.