Monday, October 14, 2013

Against the falling stone

Sketch from one of Kyle's notebooks.

WATERFALL
Kyle J. Knapp

The dripping blonde blushing iris of the waterfall,
Wonders
And wanders,
Wearing her cold, worn willow-vair lashes
   Against the falling stone.

From Pluvial Gardens & Other Poems.
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6 comments:

  1. MatesOctober 15, 2013 at 9:07 AM

    love that Poem & sketch, I see faces in the mountains. is that just me?

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  2. David CranmerOctober 15, 2013 at 9:34 AM

    Nope. Meant to be. Great, huh?

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  3. Charles GramlichOctober 15, 2013 at 10:57 AM

    I see the faces too. Great language.

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  4. ChrisOctober 16, 2013 at 11:46 PM

    I dig those faces as well. They remind me of a story my mom used to tell me.

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  5. David CranmerOctober 17, 2013 at 10:54 AM

    I'd love to hear that story, Chris.

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  6. David CranmerOctober 17, 2013 at 10:55 AM

    Charles, I'm glad to hear another poet speak of Kyle's work in that manner.

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