One could say that down there they had another world at their feet.
August afternoons are the ones of transition, like the August month of man's age, just before the snow come and the school of minnows thoughts are encase by winter.
Watching the day turn to sepia transforms this scene into an old photograph. Something one make keep as a souvenir of a given place and time or as a reminder of inspiration.
There are points in life where all the beauty, efforts and dreams seem to converge. This poem makes me think of such moments.
I am glad that I found this poem. I had a clear vision of Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer while reading, and also the wonder of the imagery you created wove itself into that little boy in me that refuses to die. Beautifully written.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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"And in the tradition of Yeats
as the day slowly turned to sepia
...they talked of poetry"
Blessings,
Joyce B.
August afternoons are the ones of transition, like the August month of man's age, just before the snow come and the school of minnows thoughts are encase by winter.
Georg
There are points in life where all the beauty, efforts and dreams seem to converge. This poem makes me think of such moments.
Very inspiring.
Grazie per questo regalo.
AXILEA
nice.....Art Sun...
I am glad that I found this poem. I had a clear vision of Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer while reading, and also the wonder of the imagery you created wove itself into that little boy in me that refuses to die. Beautifully written.
Light and Wisdom ...
Richard Lloyd Cederberg