Saturday, January 25, 2014

words and an acorn



searching for words
in these sunlit badlands
I dance
on the razorback ridge
between truth and magic

~A Hundred Gourds 2:4, Sept. 2013


a tiny hole
straight to the heart
of the acorn 
you hand me
the poem inside it
~Fire Pearls 2,  June 2013

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4 comments:

  1. Wendy BourkeJanuary 25, 2014 at 3:55 PM

    I love the line: I dance on the razorback ridge
    between truth and magic . . . Beautiful!

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  2. Jenny Ward AngyalJanuary 25, 2014 at 7:39 PM

    Thanks, Wendy!

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  3. janetldJanuary 26, 2014 at 1:10 PM

    I agree about "razorback ridge": stunning, effective imagery. And I've always considered your second poem here to be a gem. You've found a good many poems inside you.

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  4. Jenny Ward AngyalJanuary 26, 2014 at 2:39 PM

    Thanks, Janet!

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