Wet

"Wet" Whisper hot your breeze upon my mountains Ocean deep Hadad cajoles your Leviathan vastness I lay floating exposed salt moist you pound my shallow shores The Wet Season raptures on a hot curve the Monsoon calls (Ladylabyrinth/2019) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTben-K0Ms8 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hadad

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Rob Levasseur

Date: 12/27/2020 3:32:00 PM

Zounds!

Ts Poetry

Date: 1/30/2020 7:29:00 PM

The mountains are a beautiful place to train

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 3/13/2019 10:24:00 AM

"No man is an island"/John Donne.

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 3/13/2019 11:11:00 AM

https://www.britannica.com/biography/John-Donne#ref93862

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 3/13/2019 10:54:00 AM

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Donne

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 3/13/2019 10:53:00 AM

Heterodoxy: (1) https://www.gotquestions.org/heterodoxy-heterodox.html (2) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Biathanatos

Lady Labyrinth
Date: 3/13/2019 10:30:00 AM

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44129/the-sun-rising

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 3/13/2019 10:10:00 AM

“The woman is rain, and when she falls, she is a monsoon. To love her is to drown.”

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 3/13/2019 10:10:00 AM

“The monsoons were the real thing; they dissolved things to the bone.” Anjum Hasan, The Cosmopolitans

Lady Labyrinth

Date: 3/13/2019 10:09:00 AM

“Jungle rain had no beginning or end; it grew like foliage from the sky, branching and arching to the earth, sometimes in solid thickets entangling the islands, and other times, in tendrils of blue mist curling out of coastal clouds. The jungle breathed an eternal green that fevered men until they dripped sweat the way rubbery jungle leaves dripped the monsoon rain.” Leslie Marmon Silko, Ceremony