Summer Sun
o,
sunlight
warm my bones
soothe present ache
pull me from frozen tundra’s cutting cold
the ice cracks discretely beneath my feet
follow fissures
eyes scanning
damming
heat
20 thoughts on "Summer Sun"
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Interesting movement of the sun….tales from looking up to looking down. Nice!
Thanks, Bud!
Talk about metaphorical! This poem can take you to so many different places.
Thanks, Lee! I appreciate that you see its potential.
brilliant meeting of form and content
Thanks, Gaby! I don’t usually try to follow a specific form, but today the tetractys was calling.
I love the symmetry of this and how it looks on the page.
Thanks, Chelsie!
I admire poets who can combine form, content, and visuals and do it so beautifully!
Many thanks, Sylvia! I appreciate that you read this, saw its strengths, and called me a poet!
love the expanse in the solitary “o,’
and the physicality and sense laden
“pull me from frozen tundra’s cutting cold”
Thanks, Pam! I’m glad you enjoyed this.
What’s this syllabic form called? It’s got this cool mirroring thing going on.
Consider losing the “O.” Rimbaud said it was archaic back in the mid nineteenth century.
Thanks, Tom! It’s called “tetractys” form. I used the “O” for a single syllable to start. : )
Try “Oh” or “Ah”.
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It’s amazing how this starts.
My first read it felt like I was about to have to start running, or driving as it were. ” ice road truckers” vision. And then I settled into it on the second. Love love the shape of it, thanks for the intro to the form. And I echo… Poet… very well-done!!!
Many, many thanks, Coleman. I really appreciate your kind words and that you read this with such care. It is quite an honor to be called a poet by folks in this community. I am honestly a nonfiction writer. That’s where my strengths lie. But to be called a poet is everything!! You and Sylvia made my day!
I love the movement of line and rhythm and tone you achieve here.
Thanks, Shaun! I appreciate your kind words as you read this one.