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ralph murre | swallowed up…

Ralph Murre

swallowed up
my old poet friend
in green morning


  1. How lovely, how lovely, the photo and the poem…
    Thank you

  2. I didn’t think the photo could be improved upon, and then came Ralph! Thank you, two poet friends. Anne

  3. Alice D'Alessio

    June 15, 2012 at 11:10 pm

    I can see why you never want to leave this place…and Ralph Murre said it so well!

  4. Charlie Rossiter

    June 15, 2012 at 11:25 pm

    another good one

  5. simply perfect…as well as (even though Norb hates the word) MAGIC…

  6. Would that I were there.

  7. Phil Hansotia

    June 16, 2012 at 2:33 am

    Nothing to add. Phil.

  8. Richard purinton

    June 16, 2012 at 4:29 am

    A hat tip. Twice. Excellent, complimentary images.

  9. I echo Anne’s comment and gratitude!

  10. Not Right Now

    arborescent sentinels
    a writer’s privacy

    even the forest
    is green
    with envy

    (me too!)

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