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Ekphrasis   ...   2024 December 13

William Holman Hunt, Our English Coasts (Strayed Sheep), 1852, oil on canvas, 43.2 x 58.4 cm (Tate Britain, London)

Strayed Sheep

I see the sea. The odds at sea, Sound’s Greek to me. As the channel frees a shepherd abandons his flock shone a barren headland aloof promised land were wild vegetation grows thick as wool. Color blindness tame the wolves, convince the sheep transcend and stay for a while. There will be peace up on the headlands now and up till ... "Big Ben renamed: Eiffel Two Decadence at Windsor Palace Wolves in sheep wool Decadent Palace of Versailles Sheep in wolf's fur." ~~~IDYLLIC: Rumours Of Wars~~~
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Roper Avatar
December 13, 2024 at 9:34 PM
Great imagery and feeling in your poem. Enjoyed reading. Soup mail
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 14, 2024 at 1:30 AM
soupmal has your formi send email copy form and paste to??
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December 14, 2024 at 1:26 AM
i'm unsure how I'll perform this, task--COPY/pASTE where to?? will give it a go--paste where (know that I' m bed bound), Aloha Eve.
Crandall Avatar
December 13, 2024 at 1:24 PM
Cool - wolves in sheep wool and sheep in wolves fur!
Kelii Kekaula Avatar
December 13, 2024 at 2:37 PM
A homerun out to left field then fouled out, UGH! DD & SR are my phantom sponsors. Thanks David.
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