"First Sign"
Beautiful. I love the way you are alert to “the details” and draw such loving musings from them.
This is so beautiful. I love those first signs of fall and how the light shifts. This poem captures this so well.
Wow! Beautiful writing
'And isn’t it a prayer,
to notice
what’s noticed?
The prayer,
the practice, the way
one walks through
an unimagined world' .
You've somehow distilled and expanded it at the same time. So incredibly artful.
Your imagery invokes the season upon us.
Lovely!!
Thanks for helping readers to notice the forms of “unimagined” glory we so often miss in our strained lives.
Stunning. 🙏🏼
You’ve evoked the watery shadowy and then blazing atmosphere of this odd season. I like the way you’ve connected the stanzas with word.
Beautiful. I love the way you are alert to “the details” and draw such loving musings from them.
This is so beautiful. I love those first signs of fall and how the light shifts. This poem captures this so well.
Wow! Beautiful writing
'And isn’t it a prayer,
to notice
what’s noticed?
The prayer,
the practice, the way
one walks through
an unimagined world' .
You've somehow distilled and expanded it at the same time. So incredibly artful.
Your imagery invokes the season upon us.
Lovely!!
Thanks for helping readers to notice the forms of “unimagined” glory we so often miss in our strained lives.
Stunning. 🙏🏼
You’ve evoked the watery shadowy and then blazing atmosphere of this odd season. I like the way you’ve connected the stanzas with word.