See my article "My Poetics [#3]" to see
how this poem was shaped. Note the
diferences between the final form in the article and this.
Overhead,
the trees
keep the beat,
conducting
the music
of the wind
with swaying limbs.
On the forest floor,
below,
light and shadow
dance
across
the berries and brambles.
While,
still and silent,
I
brood upon
their joy
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
Candida
Reindeer
Love Tinka