Well, Meri this is absolutely lovely. And Hermes is the messenger and guide to the underworld with "winged ankles" if I recall. He wears shoes with wings on them and uses them to fly between the mortal world and the world of immortals. He is a patron of literature and poets. Maybe this is not what you had in mind, but since you are on this journey toward publishing, I thought I would encourage your "bright exit" and your willingness to move freely between the boundaries of this world and poetic imagination so that we might see your fine words on paper some day soon. xo, Noelle
I like the bright exit and the brightness of the photo. Since I can't see them, I can only imagine the winged ankles. Makes me wish I could fly. Good stuff.
Haiku My Heart i invite you to imagine living in peace one day at a time I have to admit that I'm finding it hard to celebrate the birthday of my country having declared its independence from Mother England, when the country was founded on institutionalized slavery, the idea that white men were created equal but but black men were less than and women weren't even considered. We tend to glorify the "all men are created equal" phrase without looking at the reality. We can do better. We must.
Dia de los Muertos brings back such enticing memories. . . The stalls in the markets filled with little muertos figures each with their own personality. Marigolds -- by the armfuls and bucketsful. . . Colorful flags Candlelit altars the sounds of guitars spooky senoritas and lots of scary boys and ghouls. To share in Dia de Bloglandia, Visit Rebecca and Stephanie .
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"Take the bright exit." Has she already taken it? Is she a part of it? Is she waiting for us when we exit, brightly?
I also like that you imagined the wings at her ankles, which we cannot see : )
xo,
Noelle
Good stuff.
Peace.