by Masago: Rengay 3, Verses 1-4 (of 6)
Little beggar... squirreling away pine cones / in our roof.
A layer of dark moss, on each cedar shake.
Yellowing larch — the wind shakes more needles / onto the ground.
A seedling fir, nearly covered in leaves — forest clearing.
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[Note: I have changed the third verse slightly, from "Dying tree" to "Yellowing larch".]
it changes the mood
it is especially close to me as up here we have few deciduous trees and life is measured by the conifers
thank you
Had to look it up: 'larch' - 'macesen' in Slovenian...
I like it... A seedling fir - clearly, a new story emerging... !?:)
moving nicely
john
Nice progression.
i see the theme :)
Andrew: Glad you like the change (I think you mean you like it better :-) ).
Floots: My pleasure, I know what you mean although around here we do have a fair amount of non-confers.
Borut: I understand... until recently I had seen them around here but I didn't know what they were called. :-)
John: Thanks.
Aurora: Thank you.
Polona: (: [psst... this rengay actually has two themes. :-) ]
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