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laid one hundred seventy days dazed
bankside gazing at dim clouds and
hazy pines rippled on the
lake face and not once raised
eyes to the true hues
in that low sky—
looked up, saw
you: a
lie.
laid one hundred seventy days dazed
bankside gazing at dim clouds and
hazy pines rippled on the
lake face and not once raised
eyes to the true hues
in that low sky—
looked up, saw
you: a
lie.
Comments (9)
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I love that the narrator’s blind to the lover’s true colors until she raises her gaze above the horizon. Extraordinarily powerful, Morgana!
You built a wonderful visual to cement your final line Excellent
This is mesmerizing and exquisitely done! Got really caught up in the landscape imagery and then completely jarred by the end
Loved this. Great work as always.
Thank you for sharing this poignant piece, it captures the emotions of a moment of realization, love your works, subscribed.
That ending is heartbreaking but so impactful!
Oh, loved when that final image landed. So well done.
Heartfelt.