An incorrigible hagengages my loneliness –like an assassin sniffing outany scent of vulnerability I am lowering standardsthis history of imprisonmentenabling inappropriate openings I cry for new perspectiveponder after boundariesintending to defend Like an unwanted bullseyeI am pursued on repeatmalice considering mea problem to be solved Who is this old womanwhose thoughts are daggerswho calls upon […]
I know that abyss –swallowed up as I waspunch-drunk on darkness Bled as I emerged,each reach a scrape –there was release too Revived now, I honourthat passage, recognizethe making of a woman. (Making of a Woman first appeared here, December 2021. Image: self portrait in ink)
One Woman's Quest II 
Oh wow!
Now, this is something I do see almost everyday but fails miserably whenever I try to capture it.
Thank you so much for sharing this with my challenge, VJ 🙂
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Thanks Hammad.
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Such a familiar picture. I can hear the honking LOL
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Lots of that going on these days.
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I’m in the centre of the city. I haven’t heard any lately. Wait. I did about a month ago.
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Great captures! 🙂 ❤
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Thanks 😊
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It’s that time of year!
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It is!
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VJ, it truly looks like they are all on a string. Good capture. Keith
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Thanks.
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Love it!
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Thanks Heather.
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You’re welcome.
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