Post-Impression

All last night the storm

And this morning

White birch still slumped

Over black water

Its broken arms wrapped

In bandages of bark

Unwinding in the wind





Poetry by countryfog
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Written on 2011-08-05 at 17:04

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Exquisite, Fog. In quick, deft strokes, you've given us an ink painting combined with an anthropomorphic metaphor.
2011-08-10



Original and vivid image of the bark of the birch tree seeming like bandages. Stark and compact, like Chinese poetry.

Cheers,
William
2011-08-06


shells
Small, but perfectly formed piece and so sad, but beautiful this snapshot of the aftermath of the elements.
2011-08-06