I'm going to write out these lines from Lorca's poem and leave them somewhere for somebody to find. Maybe I'll start being a "random act of poetry dropper".
Oh how lovely that would be.
Join me?
Maybe we should hide and watch and see what the person does who picks it up. And then you can tell me what happens - if they just drop it, or smile, or tuck it into their pockets... Oh it would be so fun.
Soul,
turn orange-coloured.
Soul,
turn the color of love.
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i found them i found them!!! Angela, i'm new here but i am already grateful for your honesty and persistence, o sister in the faith. the only blog i ever gave a go at was, in essence, poetry-droppings (I love it!) hoping someone would come along and be changed. not my own, of course (no muse has visited me yet) but rather hopkins, stevens, dunne, dante, cummings... but i gave it up through perhaps lack of faith, maybe lack of response, maybe Lack. anyway, maybe i'll try again...
well, hi. anon. thanks for the kind words, and for stopping in.
it took me a moment to understand what your comment meant - because i actually left paper copies for people and THAT's what i thought you found - which would of course, make no sense. i'm glad you found me, here.
oh duh, now i get it. well, as you can see your idea was effective in a cyber-way as well! i think you have inspired me to try the paper version too... how exciting! i wonder where i should do my first dropping...and whose words (and which) i should choose... anyhow, glad to know you! my name's mara
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