I liked the snowglobe atmosphere ("inside an arctic dreamland") you've achieved so perfectly. Most of all, I love the firm sense of self in the face of a wintry blast. ("I can withstand...") The breath of God in every flake called to mind, for me, God's fingerprints all over each unique individual, even the most flawed among us. And, I'm not certain why it is, but I am very glad you added the last line - a little of the awe-some power of God at work? Dawn
Outstanding loved these lines:
"I feel as warm as a teardrop on the face of life"
and "I can see the breathe of God in every little flake
and feel the ground seem to shake"
enjoyed it as a whole but those poetic verses stood out!!!
Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)
Reviewed on January 24, 2005
I like the image of wind first humanized and then etherealized in this poem. I like the way you bring an image of contentment and ambivalance at the same time, towards the end...
"...warm as a teardrop on the face of life..." your work ever inspires and amazes, Sir Ace.
Please do stay warm! I will always remember Syracuse, NY; its endless minus 40 degree winter days and the deafening silence of deep winter...
Just love the sense of exhilaration and joie de vivre in this scintillating poem which just bursts with energy off the page! Such the polar extreme of my chilly ieceberg writes that it warms my heart (and fingers!!). Yes!! This lifts my mood completely and puts a fresh spin on having to consider this freezing topic... suddenly I feel a warm Trade Wind instead of the cold Labrador current - Boy, do I need this - but sorry you're getting the blast in NY!! Still, perspective is everything, and you make even a hot-house plant like me long to experience the thrill of stepping out onto a frozen sea! A wonderful and inspired tour de force here. TY Kate xx
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 23, 2005
I was looking through the N Y web cams today. Had to laugh a one driver, kept going backwards.
A refreshing feel to this. Albeit I never knew what cold was until I went to poughkeepsie. Loved it the ACE..
This is the best Robert...feels like I am in a snow globe, really took me there. To me, this is one of your best works among the many great ones. I really loved this piece.
" feel as warm as a teardrop On the face of life" Magnificant, Jude. Every word of this piece covers me like a blanket of snow. I feel as though I am inside of it. I can picture you walking by the shore in any season. That's the poetic nature of your entire being.
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 23, 2005
Well it is certainly cold out there and that shaking of the ground better watch that one. Around here if it shakes it means another earthquake or the trains backing up.
Reviewed by Tiana ~ (Reader)
Reviewed on January 23, 2005
Snowy sand and frozen shores, now that is something I would love to see. Beautiful poem and imagery, Jude ... (it's been kind of chilly here too, upper 60's ;))
And you had PLENTY of little flakes as I far as I see from weather reports...we got but 10 inches other than it being very cold...enjoy using your muse in this extremely cold weather...Find Peace, Ed & rufuz
Nice imagery; love the line "For I can see the breathe of God", reminds me of "High Flight" poem about high altitude flight when the pilot reaches out and shakes the hand of God.
Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)
Reviewed on January 23, 2005
This is a feeling I understand very deeply. Isn't life grand? Fresh air is the best thing for the soul :-) and isn't it wonderful how it is the cold that shows this the best? I could hear the waves lapping up against the icy shores from your incredible write.
Exquisite line, Robert, wish I had written it. I absolutely love this poem, everything about it screams freedom of the soul. You are beyond the earthly interruptions that can plague our daily life and feeling the force of nature in it's most raw form. Your images are excellent. I was intrigued by ice on sand, I have never experienced that, guess I am going to have to get out my downies, snow boots and long johns and take a winter trip to the east coast one of these days. This is a keeper, the images are remaining so vivid in my mind.
Take care,
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"I feel as warm as a teardrop on the face of life"
and "I can see the breathe of God in every little flake
and feel the ground seem to shake"
enjoyed it as a whole but those poetic verses stood out!!!
D
T3 L3: artic-->attic (?)
Inside an artic dreamland
Where not a soul can be seen
Marvelous! I often love getting away from everyone to think - and this sounds like it was a wonderful place to do so.
Please do stay warm! I will always remember Syracuse, NY; its endless minus 40 degree winter days and the deafening silence of deep winter...
Paul:-}
"In this frigid environment
I feel as warm as a teardrop
On the face of life"
Peace
Love through beachwalking Tinka
A refreshing feel to this. Albeit I never knew what cold was until I went to poughkeepsie. Loved it the ACE..
Reindeer
You capture the moment so exquisitely, I can almost feel that wind, and see those beautiful flakes. Beautiful poetry Jude :)
warm hugs
Elga
Allen
Sandie May Angel :o)
Love, Bonnie
I feel as warm as a teardrop
On the face of life"
Niiiiiiiiiice!
Splendid poetry! Exceptional imagery!
Eileen
On the face of life"
Exquisite line, Robert, wish I had written it. I absolutely love this poem, everything about it screams freedom of the soul. You are beyond the earthly interruptions that can plague our daily life and feeling the force of nature in it's most raw form. Your images are excellent. I was intrigued by ice on sand, I have never experienced that, guess I am going to have to get out my downies, snow boots and long johns and take a winter trip to the east coast one of these days. This is a keeper, the images are remaining so vivid in my mind.
Take care,
Sherry