This captured my breath. It feels shamanistic, esoteric….which I madly love. I want to be sitting and watching the magic unfold inside this poem’s homestead and in the minds of you and your Gran. Such precious unfolding.
Oh - never think that, Susannah! I have a piece here on Substack that was written in 1996, along with others that were written the day I published them.
When I read someone else's work I don't think "how old is this?" Good Poetry is not milk. It doesn't have an expiry date. :)
Your poem today being an example. It's beautiful, and I love the photo!
i thought that myself until i realized the words are new every time they’re read by anybody, including myself — so why not sprinkle beauty from all times and places all over the world?!
She would likely love this poem
Love this. So tender. So strong.
I have a poem about my granny, here--
https://psalteryandlyre.org/2021/05/31/onion-skin/
Wow that is absolutely gorgeous!!!! I loved every single line!!! ❤️
“I am butterfly child alighting, alighting” Absolutely stunning.
Thank you! 😊
What a beautiful ode to your Granny. I can't get enough of the ties that bind us together and make us who we are. It's really beautiful. <3
Thank you! 😊
This captured my breath. It feels shamanistic, esoteric….which I madly love. I want to be sitting and watching the magic unfold inside this poem’s homestead and in the minds of you and your Gran. Such precious unfolding.
Just so evocative, whispered, wonderful! Thank you 🙏
Beautiful pen~
i bone read the body of a fox — brilliant line and piece!
Thanks it’s quite an old one now which always feels a wee bit fraudulent!! ❤️
Oh - never think that, Susannah! I have a piece here on Substack that was written in 1996, along with others that were written the day I published them.
When I read someone else's work I don't think "how old is this?" Good Poetry is not milk. It doesn't have an expiry date. :)
Your poem today being an example. It's beautiful, and I love the photo!
Best Wishes - Dave :)
Good poetry is not milk - I love that line!!! 😂 ❤️
i thought that myself until i realized the words are new every time they’re read by anybody, including myself — so why not sprinkle beauty from all times and places all over the world?!
And who knows, perhaps in the deepest parts of a black hole, time isn’t linear…!
Wonderful poem Susannah. Beautiful.