Monday, October 14, 2013

Against the falling stone

Sketch from one of Kyle's notebooks.

Kyle J. Knapp

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

From Pluvial Gardens & Other Poems.


Mates said...

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

David Cranmer said...

Nope. Meant to be. Great, huh?

Charles Gramlich said...

I see the faces too. Great language.

Chris said...

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

David Cranmer said...

I'd love to hear that story, Chris.

David Cranmer said...

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