piątek, 15 listopada 2024

Pantoum continued

First, see the previous entry. Then you can read what I've done with my lines.

I'm so curious about your outcomes of this creative task. If you like, read it aloud to yourself or to someone else who may appreciate it. I'll be more than happy to be your reader.

The Blue Mug, the eight lines

1. I was in Findhorn when our paths crossed
2. I keep it in the cupboard, at the back
3. People say nothing about it
4. Because they don't know it's sitting there / about its existence
5. It is a wide blue ceramic mug
6. Sometimes a guest finds it in my house
7. I reached for it when I saw it on a stand
8. I bought it on a day when I was very sad

The Blue Mug, a Pantoum
I was in Findhorn when our paths crossed
I keep it in the cupboard, at the back
People say nothing about it
Because they don't know it is sitting there
I keep it in the cupboard, at the back
It is a wide blue ceramic mug
Nobody knows it is sitting there
Sometimes a guest finds it in my house
It's a wide blue ceramic mug
I reached for it when I saw it on a stand
Sometimes a guest finds it in my house
I bought it on a day when I was very sad
When I reached for it, I saw the potter at the stand
 People said nothing about that
I bought the blue mug when I was very sad
It was in Findhorn where our paths crossed

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