Friday, January 25, 2013

A Quote and a Poem for Poetry Friday



Like a piece of ice on a hot stove, the poem must
ride on its own melting.
                                             Robert Frost



Here’s poem of mine that appears in my book Ordinary Things: Poems From a Walk in Early Spring (Atheneum). 


                   running water


                   dripping off rooftops
                   liquified diamonds
                   lit by clean light

                   babbling snow-melt
                   bringing the gossip
                   spilling off mountains

                   young
                                laughing
                                                  running
                                                                   water
                  


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4 comments:

  1. I love the imagery in your poem. I lived in Madison, WI up until two years ago and I remember the drip, drip, dripping of the snow melt come spring. A welcome sound. =) Thanks for sharing.

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  2. Thanks for joining us, Ralph!

    I especially like "babbling snow-melt
    bringing the gossip
    spilling off mountains"

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  3. Great quote, and I love the way your poem melts down the page!

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  4. "Liquified diamonds lit with clean light." Love how the l sounds slide and drip like melting snow. Thanks for sharing.

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