Thursday, December 1, 2011

Wind Dervishes



A rushing
like water falling
calls me.

I try to face,
and brace against
an animalistic air.

I follow leaves
like dervish dancers
leading flight

from trees
who let go
overnight

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4 comments:

  1. mbkDecember 1, 2011 at 10:03 AM

    I love the opening stanza, calling the reader as the sound called the writer. The images are quickly drawn, yet light and aery, like their topic. Nicely done.

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  2. Brian MillerDecember 1, 2011 at 10:32 AM

    nice...i like dervish dancing leaves...and animal winds...nice descriptions...

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  3. RuthDecember 1, 2011 at 11:44 AM

    The title pulled me in. The image is quietly incredible . . . from trees who let go overnight

    Wow.

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  4. AnonymousDecember 11, 2011 at 2:06 AM

    A short but powerful piece, its breathless structure so evocative of its theme.

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