where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry
April 2, 2016 § 10 Comments
color was how
sprang to life
Tagged: abstract, branches, color, garden, joy, mysteries, observation, outdoors, signs of spring, spring
and you use it so well
I love your poetry. You cut away everything that isn’t poetry and leave us with just the explosion of meaning. Thank you for that. We need you now more than ever in National Poetry Month, when a whole lot of people will be using all the other words you cut away and calling it “poem.”
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The photo and poetry are each so beautiful in themselves, even more so together.
Some creature just might be hiding!
I like the soft colors.
Lovely pairing of image and verse, exuberant in its subtlety.
[…] Instead, I will try to be a bigger person and simply point to the poets who have shown me the way. Like the poem by Eliza Waters: […]
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