yellow plums

yellow plums

A Poem by Dennis A. Clark

walt whitman lies long

in marigolds, savoring

yellow plums: sour-sweet






For the "Can You Haiku?" contest.

© 2013 Dennis A. Clark


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Give Me The Splendid, Silent Sun, Give me a Whitman poem whilst he in marigolds does..... the washing up .....and let me savour the last of his yellow plums and other juicy autumnal fruit, ripe and red from the orchard.
Thanks for this poem it sent me back to read some WW again.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dennis A. Clark

11 Years Ago

Love that response!



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You can Haiku, for sure. This fills the requiremrnts of the form while at the same time engaging the reader with sensory delight. Alliteration, and lovely sounds, too.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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This is nice and calm, serenely written and colorful. Good luck in the contest.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is great

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is beautiful!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is great. Very simple and to the point I like that. Beautiful.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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I'd say this was a great haiku-senryu hybrid.

Posted 11 Years Ago


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11 Years Ago

Yes. I understand german better than Hmong : )
Dennis A. Clark

11 Years Ago

Mung among the Hmong...

I'm thinking of another fiver.
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11 Years Ago

Lol,..that's good : )

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Dennis A. Clark
Dennis A. Clark

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