Three Winter Poems Poem by Glen Kappy

Three Winter Poems

Rating: 4.3


from 'While Passing Through'/ Winter

I walk alone
in winter dusk.
Jet trails into sunset.

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Navel Orange

I bite its rind
gouge it with my thumb, tear it
and it—gives fragrance.

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Daddy Long Legs
perched in back room corner—
lonely trapper.

Saturday, January 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely,orange,patience,scent,scents,sunset,violence,waiting,winter
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Helen Gaudin 06 August 2016

Delightfully evocative, especially the orange fragrance. Thank you for sharing.

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Glen Kappy 07 August 2016

helen, thank you for your affirmative comment- especially since i was impressed by the haiku of yours i read. i find i identify with most of what i found. you appear to me to have the contemplative bent- the appreciation of quiet and self-observation- essential to haiku, as well as an excellent command of our common language. -glen kappy

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Adeline Foster 31 January 2016

Enjoyed your haiku, please read mine. Wonder what you may think of my – Frost Flowers - - Adeline

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Glen Kappy 31 January 2016

adeline, just read frost flowers. then i read haiku by adeline- i especially liked the first two of those. the second made me think of this poem of mine: Seated with coffee I try to gather myself as gray light seeps through blinds. Sometimes dawn comes too early. blessings fill and surround you! glen

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