It seems "plastic" doesn't fit well with "ancient rite." A paradox from last year.
all hallows' eve
this ancient rite of mischief
a plastic mask
- Magyar
- Cape Cod, United States
- __I see with young eyes, an old mirror. Here, I hope to offer... as I see.
9 comments:
Everything old is new again!
oh I really love L3! :)
Very nice, Magyar :)
a paradox...but for me it seem to work well :)
wishes,
devika
love it M
john
oh I love it and plastic does bring it home, so good for you!
yeah, i love this too
I wish I could write so beautifuly like you!
all hallows' eve
the little devil
at my door
...oh, I'm absolutely at a loss here. As I can read this poem as: a rite of mischief - it makes me sad.
originally there was no commerce or business to be covered here, it was a presumably celtic religious day, and has been celebrated in my family as long as anybody can think with intense feelings when the bereaved think of the the deceased ... with candles, hundreds of them on the cemetaries, in Austria, Switzerland, Hungary and Europe in general...
Halloween has flown over the Atlantic Ocean bringing along funny habits causing turmoil in families and schools - and the thoughtful, silent ceremony has almost vanished, the earnest behind the ritual has dissolved into a "plastic mask" as you say it... perhaps it was exactly what you wanted to say?
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