back to the beginning

back to the beginning

A Poem by Emily B

In the ancient days

we wandered through God's acres

nearer the sublime

than we ever imagined

 

your smile

was heaven to me

© 2011 Emily B


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andrew zimmern on his show, "Bizarre Foods", always describes fresh water fish as tasting
of the waters and mud they came from. This poem feels like the Kentucky mud of grace
and residential, home-spun ingratiation of Gods purpose that it came from: to be human and
humble and to acknowledge the human and humble in others...

wonderful poem Ms/ Burns.. dana

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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what a beautiful poem. of beautiful memories.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Well, there's beginnings and there's beginning's, ain't there? And Heaven and heaven as well, and most days we're better off with the latter, so it seems to say here (and who would argue?) Spare in the best sense of word.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Its harder to see the sublime when you are standing next to it for some reason. But the sublime will always find us especially if we aren't looking.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nice ... you make allusion to paradise so subtly and gently in the first stanza. Then you simply make comparison to your subject's smile.

Very nice.

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

i wave from this crowd of smiling faces, oh zenish lady

Posted 14 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

your depth is matched by few , truly wonderful

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Emily B
Emily B

Richmond, KY



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