clouded sky
I never doubt
the stars
*
yellow dotted line
one foot on either side
walking with the crow
*
clenched, clutched, still
the only thing that makes sense
open the heart again
*
listening
inside the wailing
silence
October 4, 2012 by Rosemerry
clouded sky
I never doubt
the stars
*
yellow dotted line
one foot on either side
walking with the crow
*
clenched, clutched, still
the only thing that makes sense
open the heart again
*
listening
inside the wailing
silence
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged attention, gifts, haiku, love, opening, poem, silence | 3 Comments
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as these things typically happen, i like the final two “gifts.” this seems to be fairly standard when you do a bundle of poems—the latter ones seem the best. do you present them in the order they’re conceived and written? i’m suspicious that what i’m seeing is the effects of your warming-up into the crafting and visioning.
these final two: i’m thinking i like them equally, yet they’re different haiku(?), with differing resonatings. they’re seeming like yin:opening/yang:inwarding (or do i have yin-feminine-dark/yang-masculine-light, backward, re: opening/inwarding?
Ha! I think I often put my favorites last … But not always … Who can say how they get tipped and ordered … It’s all by the gut. Thanks as always for the readerly insights
The gifts seem to be from inside, except for number two, though I have to say that’s the one that most appeals to me. It must be the quirky visual sense I get from it.