I feel that this is the voice of a mortician, I hope that he will be happy staying breathless.
Short and sweet, and I agree with Bjorn about the voice of a mortician!
Nicely done. These few words say it all.
Indeed! there is a breathless quality to this image.
Now thats what i call a cool math of mood. THE haiku and music were mafe for each otherMuch💖love
Nearly done. All the elements in your post complement each other
Death becomes her? I too feel a sense of a funeral in this piece. Great job... You leave us all wondering, deciding what it means.
I'm glad that you've chosen this aspect - the image is so provoking, and it leaves much to wonder about, given Man Ray's nature and ideas - but you've captured that air of death - she certainly hold this unreal/surreal quality to her. And I love the use of "supine" - because we're left to debate with ourselves, is she truly dead, or lying in wait? Wonderful!
Wow, you packed a lot into those few words.
Nice Touch with the Horn... said it all.
Perfect pairing if music to poem!
Yes, both and neither. Inspired!
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