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leather and steel and the rubber of tires

bursting

whining

grinding —

the naked wheel bites down

The sense of motion and material fragility here is astounding. These are the stanzas to which I, too, aspire. Bravo, Misty.

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Thank you for your eyes — "material fragility" is gratifying to hear!

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Gorgeous. I had to read it as soon as I saw the photo of Yosemite Falls…..

Lovely poem :)

Best Wishes from Australia

Dave :)

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Thank you kindly, Dave! :)

I'll pass this on to the photographer. He didn't want credit, but it's such a special shot! Not everyone gets to see Yosemite in winter.

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This was SO. COOL. I was mesmerized by the formatting. That second stanza really captivated me, too: "its entrails palely spilling / watery over the paved snake / winding through the frozen valley's heart--" that felt so mystical.

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Thanks Bradley, that part is my favorite. I'm glad you liked it!

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“Tail lights bloom redly — a springtime’s worth of flowers open” beautiful.

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Thanks for reading, Bodhi! Intuitive lines always turn out the best!

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Good contrast with the mountain and the vehicle

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Thanks Daniel! :)

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oh my, such stark beauty painted with your words! thank you for sharing.

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Thank you for reading, Bev! :)

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"Mist-mirrored twin" 🙌

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Thank you for reading! :)

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Fantastic typography and a real sense of motion in the words... Terrible, out of control motion..

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Thank you Graeme! Means a lot from you. I don’t usually get a strong feeling for what shape things should be.

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