The Model

History written in pencil is easily erased,
but crayon is forever.    Emilie Autumn

THE MODEL staged and statuesque the model upon his desk he takes liberty for granted, shoves her to side she falls off with his pencil 2/12/2022
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Wolf Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 7:46 PM
Like NYC and New York State's government, Liberty now had 'lead in her pants.' :) gw
Faulkner Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 5:40 PM
It is so easy to get wrapped up in the model you create that you overlook the imperfect person standing next to you, a wonderful tanka, Kim! (also love crayon is forever)
Rodrigues Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 6:14 PM
Thank you, Michelle! Enjoying what each poet finds in this poem. Thank you for your insight!
Poet Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 5:09 PM
Kim, I adored this tanka. A work of art is a way of permanently devoting cherished feelings and thoughts to an everlasting substance. But If something is not intended to last and not deeply established in one's heart and mind, why bother committing to it in the first place?
Rodrigues Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 6:13 PM
What you say is true, dear friend!
DiMino Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 10:54 AM
Excellent truth! Difficult for me to do anything, that doesn't require all my attention. If something is not meant to last, not adhered indelibly in the heart and mind, why bother committing one's self to doing? Joe.
Rodrigues Avatar
February 12, 2022 at 2:25 PM
Thanks, Joe!
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