Like the gentle, nostalgic feel, Sheila, esp stanzas 1, 3, 4. Line 5 for me, however, confounds. Perhaps it's just a punctuation thing?
Bill
> On 28 Oct 2014, at 12:35 pm, Sheila Murphy <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>
> A spindly and
> transparent winter
> parts from
>
> lake
> the color snow,
> foreground
>
> of sticks
> alongside
> evening's pale
>
> sky parted
> from shared
> place.
>
> Sheila E. Murphy
>
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