Simple lunch

Simple lunch

I am so glad and excited: the Igp Project Photographer is back and this year the game is hìgoing to be so though!

Thetheme of the first challenge was MINIMALISM and this is one of my attempts ( I am not racing with this one, as it is minimal but not minimalistic!).

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Cosy on the sofa

Cosy on the sofa

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Kiss me, rekiss me and kiss me

Kiss me, rekiss me and kiss me

Plus different version in comments

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All things are leaf-like and cloud-like

All things are leaf-like and cloud-like

Hourly I sigh.
For all things are leaf-like
And cloud-like.

Flowerly I die.
For all things are grief-like
And shroud-like.

Dylan Thomas


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I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me; all day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me; all day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

I am inhabited by a cry:
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.

I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

Sylvia Plath - Elm

Sono abitata da un grido.
Di notte esce svolazzando
con i suoi uncini in cerca di qualcosa da amare.

Mi terrorizza questa cosa scura
che dorme in me;
tutto il giorno ne sento il tacito rivoltarsi piumato, la malignità.

Sylvia Plath - Olmo

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