a snail on our window escaping from the rain with translucent antennae backlit and aglow the slow dart of that sluggish tapered foot they are much warred upon these softly creatures and their infamous slime but with no hands and just one foot at least it's hard to be inept.
I was drawn to the subject matter and have written a few snail poems myself: yours is good 🙂
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I am feeling rather one footed myself with the writing business at the moment. Maybe all the stuff I sneezed out with the damn cold was creativity. Anyway, very grateful to Fandango’s One Word prompts to keep me dreaming up something each evening.
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Reblogged this on Out of the Cave and commented:
After John Malone’s “Snail” and after Beth’s “Slowing Down”
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