A poem about nature
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.
Thank you for your eyes — "material fragility" is gratifying to hear!
Gorgeous. I had to read it as soon as I saw the photo of Yosemite Falls…..
Lovely poem :)
Best Wishes from Australia
Dave :)
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.
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.
Thanks Bradley, that part is my favorite. I'm glad you liked it!
“Tail lights bloom redly — a springtime’s worth of flowers open” beautiful.
Thanks for reading, Bodhi! Intuitive lines always turn out the best!
Good contrast with the mountain and the vehicle
Thanks Daniel! :)
oh my, such stark beauty painted with your words! thank you for sharing.
Thank you for reading, Bev! :)
"Mist-mirrored twin" 🙌
Thank you for reading! :)
Fantastic typography and a real sense of motion in the words... Terrible, out of control motion..
Thank you Graeme! Means a lot from you. I don’t usually get a strong feeling for what shape things should be.
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.
Thank you for your eyes — "material fragility" is gratifying to hear!
Gorgeous. I had to read it as soon as I saw the photo of Yosemite Falls…..
Lovely poem :)
Best Wishes from Australia
Dave :)
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.
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.
Thanks Bradley, that part is my favorite. I'm glad you liked it!
“Tail lights bloom redly — a springtime’s worth of flowers open” beautiful.
Thanks for reading, Bodhi! Intuitive lines always turn out the best!
Good contrast with the mountain and the vehicle
Thanks Daniel! :)
oh my, such stark beauty painted with your words! thank you for sharing.
Thank you for reading, Bev! :)
"Mist-mirrored twin" 🙌
Thank you for reading! :)
Fantastic typography and a real sense of motion in the words... Terrible, out of control motion..
Thank you Graeme! Means a lot from you. I don’t usually get a strong feeling for what shape things should be.