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Eeeuuu. I'll pass on this one. Not a fan of chrysanthemums and inclined to think of hearts realistically. This reminds me of a starfish opening up a sea urchin. "Come outa there, you! I wanna eat you!"
Mary Scriver |
22 November 2006 at 03:56 PM
Chrysanthemums are beautiful flowers. I love 'em. I live in France, however, where they're considered flowers for the dead.
Did the pictorial poet use this fact knowingly? Perhaps so. I can see a lot of reasons why anybody would want to look into a loved one's heart.
The impact is even stronger if the loved one has passed away (hence the choice of the flower?)
23 November 2006 at 04:09 PM
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