Leaf 158 – Reflections
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| Dmitry Levin - Grace, Luxembourg |
My ancestral Anglo-Saxon has an
affinity for alliteration (see, Leaf 156). I often favour it as an aural device
for painting imagery with words, as in this particular poem:
Runnels and rivulets
weaving whitewater –
a leaf shooting the rapids.
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| Dmitry Levin - Awakening |
