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seasons
Contributed by
hazelnut
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Thursday, 30th January 2003 @ 02:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
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Summer breeze
Autumn leaves
Missing peace
Spring moss
Winter frost
Innocence lost
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hazelnut
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2003-01-30 02:20:00]
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Re: seasons
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by Ronald on
Thursday, 30th January 2003 @ 09:45:16 PM AEST
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| Wow! this is sure short and simple. Good try. |
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Re: seasons
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by Mad-Mancunian on
Friday, 7th February 2003 @ 09:18:33 AM AEST
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| Too oft does the white flesh of innocence turn dark with age-and memory. Good work. |
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Re: seasons
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by TheSpiritx on
Saturday, 8th February 2003 @ 11:43:56 PM AEST
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| I'd like to know what this means to you. I gather the reference to the seasons as perhaps... the summer breeze as the freedom of youth, the autumn leaves as the freedom we experience is lost, the moss of the spring as we develop more and more responsibility and then, finally, the frost of winter as we lose the innocence of youth altogether. Nice one. |
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Re: seasons
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by Qohinoor on
Sunday, 31st August 2003 @ 09:27:04 AM AEST
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Can I elaborate on Spiritx' comment further?
I take it that as we grow older, things become more awkward and less straightforward. Therefore, although the poem starts in summer, and ends in winter, clearly breaking the known cycle, it reflects life even more clearly. Clearly, purity, innocence and joy, the 3 things many chidren are privileged with but never can appreciate to the fullest, are somewhat lost as we age. |
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