call
a phone call
from the friend who lives alone
autumn evening
[Shiki Kukai]
posted by Bill | 6:45 AM
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19 Comments:
Sounds good! we should all do this on an autumn evening.
sounds like a fascinating backstory...
yes i also think there's an interesting story in that... it feels melancholy to me...
Nick, kouji, and Juliet, thanks. I hoped this would suggest a story, but I leave the telling to the reader.
suggest away... good one
Thanks, Vaughn.
this is beautiful - it says so much
yes good one bill
john
ah. indeed. it's quite suggestive. :)
I like the way this is written from the perspective of the receiver of the call, not the maker. Its far stronger for that.
Thanks, Andrew, John, Kouji. And, jem, thanks for that perceptive observation.
You speak for me?
Thanks for the visit and comment, Gautami.
autumn evening
deep in thought
the phone's ring tone
much love
gillena
i see echoes of old masters in this one... love it
gillena, thanks for the visit and the ku.
polona, I think I may have been hearing some of the same echoes when I wrote it.
a long, dark evening --
forgot to recharge
batteries
Mmmmm...melancholy in the prettiest of ways....
Thanks, tikkis and Dr. Jay.
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