The Winter Morning Clouds Poem by Cigeng Zhang

What a wonderful description of winter clouds! You present wonder upon wonder that makes up the larger wonder of clouds themselves. The first two layers - snowy white lily and dark blue sea - stunned me because I wasn't expecting them such amazing contrasts. Your whole description of the clouds layers is a celebration of the natural beauty and suggests everything is inter-related. The last line is a perfect closing as both writer and reader share in the universal joy. Morning from now on will glitter with loveliness for me!

a very different approach. impressive looks like its a translation from an old master, has that ethereal quality. i too wrote a poem on autumn...will send link in a PM nice liked

After reading several of your mellow, bitter-sweet poems of the Autumn, I am heartened to read of the beauties of Winter. I wrote a poem this past season which begins: WINTER IS HARD, BUT NOT/WITHOUT ITS COLD DELIGHTS. I find a similar discovery of the positive things of winter in this poem, as you literally bring a winter cloud down to earth, down to your level through language. Each line is an metaphor that links one aspect of winter to something else we consider beautiful in itself. Winter is enhanced by being in this good company. It is no longer a harsh season destroying lovely things but is itself a lovely thing seen through eyes that can penetrate the surface ansd uncover the hidden truth of this season. The last line - THE WORLD AROUND SPARKLES WITH JOY - is the proof - This is the triumph of the imagination and language to create a new reality.