observances
Friday, January 23, 2009 - 12:41 am GMT
beyond the glass - Orion keeps a sentry path, arc of the perpetual cradle rocking
beyond the glass - hopping Juncos harvest spilled bounty from the ground, the most P.C. of local-food gurus
beyond the glass - stalactite ice imprisons snow-scarred canyon walls
beyond the glass - neighbors’ woolly-fur Main coon wriggles delight into my driveway in the noon-day sun
beyond the glass - chill dense green needle shroud, morning fog weeping a night lament
beyond the glass - the yellow line dashes & double bar bends, corners hard into the trees - touching the white every now & again
beyond the glass - recognition falters, the left cheekbone wrinkle grid, trifocaled eyes, silver tinsel in the hair - strange premonition mocking
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Search Engine Stories - writing prompt - ‘From My Window’ - 16 Jan 2009
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Well, I have to say, first of all that I love the use of ‘beyond the glass.’ Such a gorgeous motif.
I love every image so much I can’t decide which one is my favourite -
‘Stalactite ice imprisons snow’
This is just such a strong image. The power in it when you say it aloud reverberates through the room.
‘Morning fog weeping a night lament’ envelopes me with a shawl made of mist. I am enchanted by that image.
So lovely, Kayt. So lovely.
Excellent work as usual Kayt. Your writing really stirs my senses. I love to visit your blog and enjoy what’s new. Hugs, G
Lovely Kayt. So nice. you handle words like an artisan.
Selma ooo! - a shawl made of mist - mmmm, I just love it when you leave comment poetry - that image will be with me all day
thank you, thank you for such kind words - that night lament line was my favorite I think -
G thanks unending, & I appreciate you’re being here more than I can say.
Lauri high praise, very much appreciated - handling words, another great image - thanks!
I love this way of looking out the window at what you see - you’re so wonderfully artistic with your words!
many thanks for such kind words
- I really do love the frame any kind of window puts on the world - like photography I guess…