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“Why did the grove undress itself only to wait for the snow?”- Pablo Neruda
They stand in a row limbs naked and exposed, ready to face the biting cold,
but I ponder why they chose this time of year to bare their soul?
Is it a rite of passage for a grove of trees to do a strip tease
as warriors did eons ago, withstanding cold snow to prove virility?
Or do they grow restless dressed in a lush tapestry of leaves with no place to go?
©2021 Linda Lee Lyberg
dVerse Tuesday Poetics: The Question as Poetry
I love the question at the end especially but also the notion of standing naked as a test of virility..Thank you for joining in with this prompt Linda
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Very nice. It makes sensuous a time and a season that don’t always receive that treatment and perspective. Bravo!
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Thank you Sean!
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A visually quaint analogy…..
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Thank you.
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Autumn trees as uneasy nudists, lol!
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Haha! Yes, thanks Lisa.
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The trees showing off…this poem makes them human
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Yes, thank you Toni.
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Love the image of the warriors probing their mettle. Strong piec Linda.
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Thank you Rob!
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I like it that your trees are not violated maidens, but rather possible Nordic warriors wanting to temper their virility; nice touch.
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Thank you Glenn.
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This question is beautifully penned: Is it a rite of passage for a grove of trees to do a strip tease
as warriors did eons ago, withstanding cold snow to prove virility?
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Thank you Grace.
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The images in the opening lines made me shiver, and then I smiled at the final question – all dressed up with nowhere to go!
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Thank you Kim!
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Is it a rite of passage? I really! like this Linda
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Thank you!
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Great questions you raise here for pondering, Linda, as I watch our grove undress.
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Thank you Lynn.
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I like this personification. We all like a change of scenery…they are the change of scenery. (K)
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Thank you!
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You left me pondering these questions. I love the way my imagination ran with this!
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Thank you Vivian!
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😊
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I love the thought of it being a rite of passage… such a wonderful thought to stand naked facing the elements and afterwards being rewarded by rebirth in spring
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Thank you Bjorn.
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Love your poems on the Autumn season and leaves!!! Bellissimo, Linda!!
xoxo
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Thank you Chuck! Xoxoxo
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😁💖🌹
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I love this poem all around, it’s a beautiful concept and is put together in such a graceful nature
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Thank you Chuck!❤️
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