Did you know that leaves
don’t fall, but are pushed
by their trees? The first
grosbeak came today.
I saw a tattered warbler
dead on the trail. Do youthink that absence casts
a shadow? How tired I am,
of getting up, of sitting
down, of moving slowly
through dense and un-
forgiving days. Dreamsfollow me with their
yellow eyes, day after
day, only slightly familiar
and bringing no comfort.
I turned on the heat, though
maples are burning with color.
Snapshot Poem 11 October 02006
11 responses to “Snapshot Poem 11 October 02006”
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Oo! This is one of your best, SB. Very strong images and ideas.
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This is wonderful, I love “dreams follow me with their yellow eyes” and of course the opening lines – is that true?
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I loved it, very powerful thoughts..does absence cast a shadow, put on the heat though the maples are burning…nice,thanks..M
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This is very nice, strongly visual, lots to like. Favorite parts — leaves not falling but being pushed; the following dreams with yellow eyes and turning the heat up on the burning maples. Keep them coming! – Nic
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Dave, thank you! You know I value your responses.
Catherine, yes, it’s really true. Amazing, isn’t it?
madd & Nic, thanks for your comments — it’s so nice to be encouraged. -
Wow! I really like this. It starts out strong and keeps it up all the way to the end.
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A very strong poem – from the very first line. Interesting, and the ending does not disappoint.
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Mmmmmm. I love this one. My favorite parts are the questions you pose and the ending.
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Lovely poem, beuatifully written right from the first question to the final beautiful line.
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great first line!
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Nice fresh questions.
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