Hiking
up to look down at the Blue Nile Falls, the mist rising into the camera?s frame
rheumy eyes calculating the price of my guilt
up to look down at the Blue Nile Falls, the mist rising into the camera?s frame
rheumy eyes calculating the price of my guilt
January 8th, 2014 at 12:50 pm
Up/ down, calculating/ mist, the price of guilt…this poem thrills me with its dynamism
January 8th, 2014 at 3:33 pm
love it!
evening mist
confronted by the toll
of chapel bells
January 9th, 2014 at 6:10 am
Love the understated perspective presented here. Quite subtle. Re-reading it you can see the downcast eyes of the tourist taking photos of the waterfall contrasted with the upturned eyes of the peasant child whose rheumy eyes suggest a hidden wisdom (calculating). The whole poem reads deeper suggesting to me that the the river itself with its mist filling the frame is also offering its own emotion. A slow awareness of what the scene actually is. Nicely captured.
January 14th, 2014 at 10:49 am
Thanks to everyone for their comments. I was attempting to do everything Peter Newton said. I think he said it better than I ‘captured’ it.