Kelly, your poem "A Hundred Words for Snow" is a brief yet powerful piece that touches upon my thoughts on how I find solace in this poem. Just today and especially this night I stand in awe of how what you describe as something special and beautiful.
This strikes as much wonderment as that first realization that snow is beautiful. As a child, I remember thinking only of the playful opportunities. When I became a man, I remember the moment when a blizzard slowed a hectic life and I was able to fully embrace and appreciate the beauty of snowfall. This brought that moment to mind, thank you.
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I believe our mindset about snow drastically changes as we grow older. What a shame that we lose the.. read moreI believe our mindset about snow drastically changes as we grow older. What a shame that we lose the ability to see its beauty and wonder, just like a child. Thank you, Travis!
Me, too - My niece passed away recently, and it snowed earlier on Christmas. I wrote a poem about it that I called, "The Last Noel." What stood out to me about the snowflakes was how they seemed lighter than the air. Some of them seemed like spirit, but all of them were light. Your digression in thought works well in the poem above because the poem is ultimately about you, the one who was at the center.
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I'm so thrilled you enjoyed this one, Paris. I guess I could say it's very dear to me, but then aga.. read moreI'm so thrilled you enjoyed this one, Paris. I guess I could say it's very dear to me, but then again, I think say that about most of what I've written. They're like kids, it's hard to pick just one as your favorite! Thank you!
I've just read a few, and am most impressed. A moment of experience caught and revealed in reflecting on an image: the slowness and silence of falling snow, one example. I will definitely read more soon.
How do you do it? you like just walked onto the stage with your red cape glowing in this golden light. we are all sitting on the very edge of our seats....You take down your hood, flip back your cape and we are blinded by the majestic light. You say the "snow" and then drop the mic....here we sit still...in awe ...in awe,,, of a beauty's silence.
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How fortunate am I to come across reviews from poets I consider my friends. Friends who go back ten.. read moreHow fortunate am I to come across reviews from poets I consider my friends. Friends who go back ten, fifteen even as much as twenty years. Sure, there are times we lose touch, but we never lose that connection that bonds us. Thank you for this, Eve!
You break the air from its lungs and decide upon Eskimo language and snow? The wonderful accumulation here is that which is left within and that which is left without...
Cummings and goings so to point.
You know I'm walking back to Alaska now to ask for each and every word don't ya., SO THANKS for that!
Beautiful as the broken night... always!~ Thank you for this...Joseph~
This is excellent. Both in concept and excecution. I'm going to be naughty here but I would suggest you look up a man called Stanley Unwin and see how joyously he uses language. At least how he uses his language.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TiPbkVlJkKQ
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Thank you most kindly, Ken...for the compliment and reference!
As someone who lives by the sea, I'm yet to see snow in my life lol. But your poem here painted a nice picture. Thank you for this, Kelly.
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I was fascinated to learn you've yet to see snow in your life! I did a google search and found that .. read moreI was fascinated to learn you've yet to see snow in your life! I did a google search and found that many places in Pakistan experience heavy snowfall, especially towards the western border and at the foothills of the Himalayas. On January of 2022, a snowstorm dropped more than 4 feet of snow in Murree, in the Punjab province of Pakistan, killing 23 domestic tourists who had visited to see it snow. It said that many died as temperatures fell to a negative 8 degrees. Stay warm, my friend. Be safe!