I sat, against the root of a dishevelled casuarina,
the storm had been too violent for its tender face
a horde of hungry crabs and shiny Fiji beetles
have made a gala dinner of the saprophytes,
...
Read full text
Mein F, an excellent descriptive piece of writing. Particularly like the line, 'yellow gap-tooth smile. It reminded me, of me? Heil...
Herbert, 'breast man' or not, this is a fine poem. It is full of detaills and puts the reader right there inside the head of this one in charge of the dairy herd...a mood poem of the finest kind. Raynette
I agree with Mary, Herbert. You're a fine storyteller and your language, rich and memorable.
Thank you both. And Mary, as I wrote in the British Medical Journal, I have always been a breast man. Best H
I LOVE your storytelling abilities Herbert. You really bring us with you and that's so hard to do. (I also find it amusing to see 'udders' show up so frequently in your poems) :) This is wonderful, rich with details and images that make it an experience rather than a reading. Sincerely, Mary
Wow, Herbie, wow! ! ! Gosh, you know all creatures great and small, don't you! Wowing to you and bowing to you, Gina.
Seems sort of dream-like. It moved so easily. I felt as if I was following you each step of the way. Nice very nice :)