avatarWilliam J Spirdione

Summary

The website content is a poetic reflection on the color green, expressing a deep appreciation for its various shades while acknowledging the difficulty of moving on from strong emotional ties.

Abstract

The web content presents a creative piece titled "Green," which is categorized as a "twittle," a form presumably invented by Carolyn Hastings. The author, who remains unnamed, expresses a profound connection to the color green, likening their heart's affection to the abundance of chlorophyll. This love is depicted in its many shades, suggesting a complex and nuanced emotion. However, the author also hints at the painful aspects of love, comparing the struggle of letting go to the difficulty of uprooting something deeply embedded. The piece concludes with acknowledgments to Lee Ameka and the concept of Self-Crafted for inspiring the color poem, as well as Carolyn Hastings for the creation of the twittle form.

Opinions

  • The author has a deep affection for the color green, equating it to a heart full of love.
  • There is an underlying pain or struggle associated with the metaphorical roots of the author's experiences, indicating a complex relationship with the past.
  • The author shows gratitude towards Lee Ameka and Carolyn Hastings, suggesting that their work has significantly influenced the creation of this poem.
  • The use of the term "twittle" implies that the author is engaging with a specific, perhaps niche, literary community or tradition.

Green

A twittle

Photo by William J Spirdione

My heart is full of chlorophyll This love of so many shades of green Yet the roots are horrible When trying to leave a scene

Thank you Lee Ameka, and Self- Crafted for prompting me on a color poem. Thank you Carolyn Hastings for inventing the twittle.

Poetry
Twittle
Green
Plants
Self Crafted
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