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I hear
the sun
blowing through my hair.
(I know, I know, this peom doesn't make sense but I love it!)
vendredi 18 mars 2011
Haiku - The Nicest Weather
I hear
the sun
blowing through my hair.
(I know, I know, this peom doesn't make sense but I love it!)
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Alicia,
Believe it or not, I do know what you mean. It reminds me of the author of The Book Thief; the way he talks about sounds you can taste and such.
The only recommendation I would make would be to add a bit to this image. Can you think of descriptive words that would make the visual or sensory image stronger?
Let me know if you need a hand with this.
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