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A Poem by Emily B
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I am snippets of conversation

overheard on your way to somewhere else

all the more tantalizing

for the details you miss.

© 2009 Emily B


Author's Note

Emily B
I think it will grow given enough sun and rain.



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I believe we all gather little pieces of information from each other through our writing and than try to paint a picture of those people that interest us the most, and at times we don't always see the real picture, or some of us just are curious enough to come out and ask people questions about themselves.
In reality, we only let people know what we want to let them know. Now you have me thinking. lol

Tony

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I believe we all gather little pieces of information from each other through our writing and than try to paint a picture of those people that interest us the most, and at times we don't always see the real picture, or some of us just are curious enough to come out and ask people questions about themselves.
In reality, we only let people know what we want to let them know. Now you have me thinking. lol

Tony

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

it is so difficult for us to know one another..but the snippets make it interesting.
warm and wonderful words.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This was so wonderfully intriguing, revealing and concealing, mysterious... So perfectly expresses how we piece people together through bits of this or that we gather on the wind... Loved the depth of this write!

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

As C Boylan says, it's a pretty cool concept. And Eric gets us right there just like the poem says. There is something extra special about the "E" name poets of this place. I love it, Emily.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

How true.
Is it the poem talking to us, or the narrator or...?
Hmm. A growing snippet. Pretty cool concept.

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