Stelai

Hellon,

I won't bore you with an overblown comment today, one, because Michael's done that (wink) and two, because I'm shattered! All I will say is that this a moving and delicate little write; well done,

Ben

Hello,

I always have admired your writing. You highlight vantage points that always shed new light on a theme.

Here we have a poem simply called 'stelai' I must admit to looking the meaning up. Interestingly there were two meanings, a navel war and a funeral war monument; usually taller than it is wide. Not unlike a tooth. :)

I can visulise such 'teeth' left to decay, forgotten, like the men and the war they died in. The fact a lone poppy of remembrance lingers, 'fluttering' defying the passage of time, clinging onto the memory that many of us have forgotten, or in my case, sadly never knew.

I will now read up on that war. Many thanks for highlighting this for me and others too.

Take care,

Michael

So beautiful but so sad.

Lovely write Hellon

I absolutely love the visuals on this write! So sad but so beautiful in it's rawness.