the old bells of the carriage

the old bells of the carriage

 

 

catch the dawn

in early hands

ring fingers knuckle down

grasp the dew

in unexpected key

 

poems rise.

 

 

 

erin-cilberto

8/15/2020

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I have read this one several times Jacob. For me I relate it to the early rising poet, fresh on the keys is likely to catch the dawn of poetry. A bit of a mystery this one is to me.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

yes, yes. thank you, Chris.
the keys are really sacrosanct that early in the morning.
j.

[Inessa]

This is a most intriguing premise, Jacob. I may be out with my interpretation here, but it speaks to me of the early poet catching the word. If he gets to that dawn light of inspiration first, the poems shall rise. I find that interesting because I am a night light writer. My best comes in the dark. Made me think here! Still pondering that title! Lol.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Your interpretation is spot on, Inessa...and however you see a poem of mine, that is the interpretation that works...never a right or wrong, simply how a poem speaks to a reader.
j.

[Inessa]

Understood, Jacob. Still working on your title, though! Lol.