You've done it again, Teresa. Considering how many times my old scribbles become a new poem after many years, I'd say you nailed the process. Something about history translating itself into the present tense.
I mis-read your title at first, as "Cheery Tomatoes." They certainly are, and as appetizing as can be. It's a cheery thought, too, that the bits and scraps hanging around may ripen eventually. Every species comes to fruition on its own schedule. We're not necessarily the ones in control.
I have found in many an old notebook the seed of a poem ... I love that we are not in control of this process of fruition ... everything in its time ...
You've done it again, Teresa. Considering how many times my old scribbles become a new poem after many years, I'd say you nailed the process. Something about history translating itself into the present tense.
ReplyDeleteThank you very much. Your comments mean a lot to me ... love your last thought, so true and beautifully stated.
DeleteI mis-read your title at first, as "Cheery Tomatoes." They certainly are, and as appetizing as can be. It's a cheery thought, too, that the bits and scraps hanging around may ripen eventually. Every species comes to fruition on its own schedule. We're not necessarily the ones in control.
ReplyDeleteI have found in many an old notebook the seed of a poem ... I love that we are not in control of this process of fruition ... everything in its time ...
DeleteThank you for commenting, Linda.
Oh, this is so sweet and wonderful!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Penny, I'm glad you like it ... :)
DeleteI've only recently learned this. Just a late bloomer I guess.
ReplyDeleteeverything comes to fruition in its time ...
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