Written in a modified version of EW Richardson's Nocturne 143 form I share a look at dawn through my 'eyes'.. If you are interested in the form let me know
Perfection
Gathering secrets at twilight
A summer morning stretches itself awake,
Opening sleepy eyes to silent songs,
Embracing that infinitesimal moment
When the sun erases the moon
And I... I close my eyes, breathing
Of this quiet enchantment, and sipping
Slowly of dawn's sweet perfection...
Tasting the wind of no direction and
Touching the words in every dream, inhaling
The scent of every thought, hearing all things
Left unspoken... and finding contentment
Myrna,
This poem is underscored with a high level of awareness and spirituality... the no need for words motif is perfect as all is felt and known within.
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,
Early Works is an exhaustive compilation of the first decade of the poems and stories of Z.B.McClure. Included are family photos, rare personal photos, photos of 1st draft manuscripts of many of his early poems. Also some biography and memoir materia
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Be always safe,
Karen
EDWIN
Fee
nice...
This poem is underscored with a high level of awareness and spirituality... the no need for words motif is perfect as all is felt and known within.
John
Carole~
So beautiful, you color your poem with such beautiful words.
Mary
Cheers and congratulations gramma, spp,
Dan