|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/02/18 at 06:39 PM|
Hit with the winter blahs, this poem aptly suits my mood Peter. Nicely done.
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/03/18 at 07:00 PM|
I will amend Chris's comment about winter blahs by considering this the "world-condition blahs" and agree communing with nature provides a vital retreat right now. Thanks, Peter.
|Posted by John Herzog on 01/04/18 at 05:13 PM|
Perfect and pristine. This is exactly what we all need
|Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/13/18 at 01:33 PM|
This poem has not missed the bus. I sense a journeying here, an ache and a point from which to better view and reinstigate our place in the world and by the same token the world's place in us.