A poem is a delicate thing. Frost says it is but a momentary stay against confusion. For Dylan Thomas, a good poem is a gift to reality. To me, it is the sound of alluring words celebrating a circumstance of the soul; language refined to the essence of a single moment; the making of images and stories alive with life, inspiring the reader to make her own – all with the purpose of reducing suffering in the world, if only an infinitesimal amount, if only for a fleeting moment. Truth. Beauty. A poem.
nothing can take this away….
inquiry for today~ dive into sweet nothings in word play….
tumult and quietude marry each other
and create light.
Gorgeous, glimmering words…❤️
I so appreciate poetry to allow us to linger in the shifting light just a moment longer:)
… the poet longs to describe in words, where their words lead the reader into their own realization of knowing heaven is not just a place, it is a dimension of being-ness we separate ourselves into… Into this temporal space only to long for that which we already are
and the liminal remains our finest hope….thanks g.f.s…