April 10: I found a text to use on top of "old poem; the sound of a reader/ splashing in," then this morning rejected it--but only for this particular poem. Here's the text:
prevernal melodies of sunlight
havening even the darkmost
of the world's woods
This is me being bardically lyrical. I wish I knew how this kind of thing strikes others. I find it quite inspired but fear it may be grandiloquent crap, too. In any case, what I replaced it with in the "old poem" poem is simply, "and it's summer again." I hope to make a graphic out of that, probably with many repetitions of "summer again."
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