Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Deconstruction

Near brimming candlelit cemetery
Under a waning winter moon—

Ring of barrels emptied of lime
Next to an ashen shovel, light.

6 comments:

  1. Wow!

    What an incredible poem as the year is about to end.

    It reads perfectly, aloud, and visually is also remarkable. That ring of barrels a sort of otherworldly monument, moonlit, and the silence there without needing to be mentioned.

    Some time you should put together a group of your pieces that are about, in one way or another, light. It would be wonderful to see them together.

    The more times I read this poem the more I see.

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  2. I can only echo John's and William's praise, Vassilis. Happy New Year!

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  3. Two of the words and one of the images, for me, have multiple meanings. John is right, Vassilis. It would make a wonderful collection.

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  4. Your poetry is so powerful and evocative. I can only reiterate the comments above. You must put together a collection. You have such a talent.

    This one especially seems apt for the coming new year, which seems to be on everyone's mind. I hope yours is special.

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  5. Dear friends,

    What a way to end 2009--with readers such as you. Your comments are indeed generous and I thank all of you. As for John's suggestion about putting together a collection of poems touching on light, that can be my New Year's Resolution. Speaking of 2010, may it be all of what you wish it to be!

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