the sweet silence of now
A review of Anthony Abbott's
New & Selected Poems, 1989 - 2009,
in The Pedestal Magazine
The Man Who Feels The Sleeves Of The Snow
On the day after the snow
he takes his usual walk.
The trees
reach out to him.
Their silver sleeves
have no history
no memory of grief.
Their long white fingers know only
the sweet silence
of now.
--Anthony Abbott
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5 comments:
OK, here's my comment.
thank you for this, it is simple and clear, and transient.
I re-worked the pieces you commented on in my site. A Little Rain, and Dessicated Vines haiku. I like them much better this way, a fresh view is helpful.
You are one of the few who give constructive feedback, thanks.
Dianne: I'm glad you found the comments constructive :-) I try and assume that that is what people want when they post....
I'd like to see the new versions of the poems sometime.
i always like to discover poets through your eyes - the poems you choose are (almost) always the ones i would choose myself :-) so much that i am looking for pictures now, to be able to post this :-)
Roxana:
I hope you find the right pictures. I'd like to see that :-)
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