pea. wonderful dear peaseblossoms.
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this still couldn't be more gorgeous, and finding it alone made my twenty-second birthday one of the most wonderful I've had. "when the fall fades in/with all its feeling/you still follow" - this piece gave me so much hope and comfort - I did follow the geese flying south through the neighbourhood for a while when autumn came, even while I was full of worries that I couldn't feel enough, that my heart had withered up over the years. I see you've kept all my best parts (polished up a bit by your fancy, perhaps) to hand back to me in the right time. you're such a bright light, pea, and your magic does spread and persevere as dandelions do.
"soft step stitches" is... ♡ ♡ this is one of the things that made me press this poem to my heart and refuse to let go (although nobody is asking me to now, thank goodness). did you know how much I've been sewing lately? did the fairies tell you all about how warm and gentle and Good it feels to set stitch after stitch and mend an old darling for somebody or bring to life a brandnew one? magic, pea, you're full of magic. (also, if I get to send you something after all, if you want to, I could embroider you a pair of gloves or such? I'm always itching to let my hands go skipping after that silvery flash of needles, and that too is best when it is for a friend)
"yes, this is about/every fleck of you/fawned, in the dearness/of dawn" sounds incredibly soft and lovely - and it has one of those perfect, melodious rhymes I so adore in your work! a flawless little gem. there are so many alliterations freckling this poem, too, which is just my absolute favourite thing. this is my greatest treasure now (beside its two siblings, of course), and I could not be more honoured. you know how thankful I am, I am sure. you've seen enough of my heart over the years - and of the little corner in it that is carved out for you, all dandelions and juniper shrubs, keeping every word you've given me sheltered. I am glad you have given this life, and that it will not be running after you any more now; I hope you are doing very, very well
- oh, and would you tell me about what you intended the "bramble" in "brambled with your woodland wonder" to mean? I read it as something like "crowned by brambles", because it sounds so much like an honour, but I could also see it being simply "overgrown with brambles" - or perhaps "turn into a bramble", since the next line says "your heart a berry". all of them are beautiful beyond belief and so sweet, I just would love to hear what you
originally thought of it, if you would like to tell me.