There are snow-falls and there are snow-falls. The one happening here in northwest Connecticut as I write this looks like the concluding scene of a sentimental movie with a happy ending. Precisely what you want to see if you're in a warm place in midwinter. Nature supplies more suggestions for expanded links with ideas than any other entity, of course.
Forever on the lookout for useful metaphors (an occupational hazard for anyone who pretends to be an artist), I'm trying to think of how to make the best use of this apparently gentle beauty. Perhaps a little contest? Prizes (metaphorical, of course) to be awarded on the basis of originality and appropriateness.
Old Moon
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Monday, December 28, 2009
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Haiku
Not all traditional, but they're so much fun to write!
Birches
Sleek triplets white
in scattered flashes, adorn
winter's sleeping woods.
Weeds
Brash rustics, crowd in
among fine grass, thornĂ©d rose –
brave the slashing hoe.
Friendship
The hand's clasp unfelt
and sweet voiced words unspoken
love's gifts accepted.
Housemate
Why not alone taste
first savor of the day? Boor,
the bacon's burning.
Birches
Sleek triplets white
in scattered flashes, adorn
winter's sleeping woods.
Weeds
Brash rustics, crowd in
among fine grass, thornĂ©d rose –
brave the slashing hoe.
Friendship
The hand's clasp unfelt
and sweet voiced words unspoken
love's gifts accepted.
Housemate
Why not alone taste
first savor of the day? Boor,
the bacon's burning.
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