Magical ink indeed . Splashed with a scene on orange sky characters in flight when most eyes are asleep. For the moment I share the glory with you. But how much longer? My eyes grow dimmer, sometimes see double and fine print been to magnify.
Gorgeous images! And those first two poems both strike me. The first for depth and imagery. The second for clarity and simplicity. You hit all the marks!
Thanks, Ron. I'd like to say I compose them on the spot in real time and on rare occasions I might but usually it's back home with coffee and contemplation.
Nor has that concentration on the form exactly got in the way of the content. Hasn't it if anything brought the content out more into the open? So that it becomes almost like magic.
I mean the increase from 8 to 9 to 10 mirrors the slow expansion of the sunrise. With the trumpet blast of that last magnificent line. And then there's the complication of the reversed movement of decrease with the middle section (on 9) with the last line giving us 'dawn'.
Maybe it's just me but I find the poem scary and very beautiful at the same time. Even as a kid I feared the light sparkling off of dark waters at night. The light suggested the stark danger of deep water.
You have syncretized these forms beautifully – I'm a sucker for form that doesn't feel formed and this is a perfect example of how to match form and subject. Love the echoed image of things sinking into the river!
Magical ink indeed . Splashed with a scene on orange sky characters in flight when most eyes are asleep. For the moment I share the glory with you. But how much longer? My eyes grow dimmer, sometimes see double and fine print been to magnify.
My words misprint. Such is life with age. If only I was wine to get better.
Thank you Richard
Stunning in words, thoughts, and images. So wonderful that you captured these moments in all the ways
Thanks, Teyani. And more thanks
Gorgeous images! And those first two poems both strike me. The first for depth and imagery. The second for clarity and simplicity. You hit all the marks!
Thank you, Kim
Beautiful!
Thanks, Stan
Wonderfully executed Jonathan. I'm curious, do you start composing as you're watching the sunrise, or after when you return home for more coffee?
Thanks, Ron. I'd like to say I compose them on the spot in real time and on rare occasions I might but usually it's back home with coffee and contemplation.
I like the concentration on form.
Thanks, John
Nor has that concentration on the form exactly got in the way of the content. Hasn't it if anything brought the content out more into the open? So that it becomes almost like magic.
I mean the increase from 8 to 9 to 10 mirrors the slow expansion of the sunrise. With the trumpet blast of that last magnificent line. And then there's the complication of the reversed movement of decrease with the middle section (on 9) with the last line giving us 'dawn'.
Thanks, John. Your comments very much echo my own thoughts and satisfaction with the poem.
Maybe it's just me but I find the poem scary and very beautiful at the same time. Even as a kid I feared the light sparkling off of dark waters at night. The light suggested the stark danger of deep water.
Thanks, David -- I like your take on it
Breathtaking images. And equally stunning word pictures!
Thank you, Aaron
You have syncretized these forms beautifully – I'm a sucker for form that doesn't feel formed and this is a perfect example of how to match form and subject. Love the echoed image of things sinking into the river!
Thank you, Mark