1. Anonymous says

    What an astonishing moment and what presence of mind and heart to live it and tell about it. Laure who?

  2. says

    This poem was originally written as a gift for Laure, an online friend who arranged a fun poetry gift project called gopoems. Sadly, I have lost track of her, but she is an amazingly talented poet and a fascinating lady.

    Laure, where are you?

  3. says

    When I was a girl, we used to pick lilacs and take all the flowers off and put them in little baskets, then pretend we were brides and throw the flowers. Sweet lavender imagination… 🙂

    (I guess this isn’t your monster poem, huh? ; – )

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