Cool rain waning moon
a mud-drab marsh bird
troubles the water
the reeds don’t stir
a mineral air
rises from the silt
soil the littoral
so literal I plant
my feet in earth
that is also part
water and returning
know a return
is also always
a departure
[I’m back! Was defending a thesis in a completely non-poetry-related field, am now enjoying life as a Master of Science]
Profound.
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Glad you’re back and Congratulations! Having a Masters degree myself, I know how much work it is.
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Welcome back! And congratulations. Now you can concentrate on what really matters – poetry! 🙂
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Welcome back and congratulations on your advanced degree!
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Welcome back.
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Same to you!
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hi. you’re a masters of science major in? 🙂 liked this 😀
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Thanks, Chrys! Nutrition
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