Sunday, February 7, 2010

An empty house

"Our love was an empty 
house I tried to furnish.
I got
two of every-   but you
            thing,
never moved in."

Or, 

Our love was an empty house I tried to furnish. I got two of everything, but you never moved in.
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4 comments:

  1. AnonymousFebruary 7, 2010 at 10:07 AM

    I love love love this.
    x x x
    ___mathyld___

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  2. UnknownFebruary 10, 2010 at 11:53 AM

    *Thank you for your kind appreciation of the work.

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  3. UnknownFebruary 20, 2010 at 9:35 AM

    I really love your work. I am researching stitch as "therapy" in the broadest sense. Following your example would seem to be very therapeutic indeed for all those embroiled in painful relationships.

    Thank you for sharing your work.
    Kimba

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  4. UnknownFebruary 27, 2010 at 3:02 AM

    Kimba, Thank you for your kind comment. Your research sounds interesting. Is it for coursework, or your own impetus? I would love to talk more with you about it.
    - Iviva of Were I So Besotted
    IvivaOlenick@gmail.com

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