Wednesday, November 28, 2012

A Midnight Walk In Atazar....Sonnet Comments

Rating: 4.0

I marked the funeral pile of summer leaves,
The headless stumps and fireflie fluttering the wings,
The rustic spade captively stuck to the field.
I picked the spade and glided down the glittering rills
...
Read full text

COMMENTS
Sudebi Giri 07 December 2012

a beautiful exploration.....the function of the fireflies give a manifold symbolic dimension to the poem.worth reading!

0 0 Reply
Johnny Psalm 28 November 2012

The pen will interpret my dreams for me and not my ancestral spade.

0 0 Reply
Johnny Psalm

Johnny Psalm

Atazar
Close
Error Success