Thursday, March 10, 2016

A Yearning

You get better with every poem you write.
This one really consumed my knowledge of art as I read it.
The way you wrote it makes it attractive calling to be read.

I like the last stanza.

"At last we will take the heat of sun
in open sky,
manipulate the wind metaphorically
and sleep in our bodies."

Nicely done.
All the best.
Shanky-DarkLight

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