Any time when I venture inside a frozen forest for a calm walk, I hear that crunching under my feet, but until now, I never thought of crickets.
A tranquil poem, visualizing a poetess in front of a fireplace, writing.
Georg
Reviewed by Johanna Fields (Reader)
Reviewed on February 15, 2009
Carole,what a picture you gave me on these lovely haiku.I see the picture looks like our storm. Great writing of your beautiful poem johanna
You have such sensitivity to your subject, Carole, and you do winter proud and paint her STUNNING in all her glittering apparel. The held breath and sigh of those pines is really felt and just love the voiced protests of snow under the boots... mine ellicit frog's croaking, for some reason! :))Meticulous and elegant work as always. xx
Carole, your photograph is breathtaking -- your Haiku summons winter right into the room with me -- as if I am sharing my indoor space with winter's frigid bite -- "the face of winter -- pushing against the windows -- ice crystal etchings" -- winter's art, making itself visible, and felt by all -- this is a remarkably beautiful piece -- much peace and love to you my dear friend -- Jon Michael
This collection of poetry addresses the nature of time, reflections on the natural world, the difficulty of loss,
contemporary social issues and gratitude for life.
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
A tranquil poem, visualizing a poetess in front of a fireplace, writing.
Georg
them in your beautiful haiku. Perfectly. -gene.
for this wonderful collection
Of enjoyable Haikus
Love & Peace be with you
William
JMD
Cheers,
Dan
hugs
fee
Your words and style are exemplarey, indeed. Enjoyed. - Bill
Be always safe,
Karen
Christine
Lovely write indeed!!!
Sandie Angel :o)
Love Tinka
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Myrna
Regis