Amid the Grass of a Late Summer Eve

Erasure Poem #29, gel pen & watercolour on paper, © N. Nazir 2021
*sourced from By Blood We Live by Glenn Duncan, p.142-143

The sweet tension
of supplication.


The tremor


of excitement,


open-mouthed
and…

flailing.

The quiet

music
of….

uncomplicated
desire.

Love


tears…
away…

…the…

last…frail…

moments…

of…

...the…

surreal…

14 thoughts on “Amid the Grass of a Late Summer Eve

  1. Sunra. Welcome back, child of the earth. I missed you.
    And you’re in the zone. Yay. Thanks for this. Wonderful. And the color scheme is perfect for the eye. Thanks for that too. Be well. Happy writing. Welcome back. XoXo

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  2. Gorgeous writing, as always, and much missed. You are the master of this form, and it is one I have never cared for in the past. You always make me love it. I especially liked “the quiet/music/of…./uncomplicated/desire.”

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    1. Joy, thank you for this heartwarming comment <3. For some reason, it brought tears to my eyes. I hate when that happens, it's always when I'm in public! Appreciated, my friend :-). I hope you are well and will check out your verse soon.

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