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Poetry

by Peter Notehelfer
Vicky Kokolski and Meg Branzetti pinterest.com

Vicky Kokolski and Meg Branzetti pinterest.com

I am a poet
a potter of soft sounds
to capture the scent of snow
so icy cold I cannot help but to weep


so pearly white I cannot bear to stare
so recklessly soft I cannot lie
upon its downy bed
and not die

“Poetry starts building when love starts dying,
it erects its structures on emptiness.”
Dan Chiasson on James Merrill
The New Yorker, April 13, 2015

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Posted on May 16, 2015 at 7:29 PM in Peter. N, Photos, Poetry   |  RSS feed |   Reply   |   Trackback URL

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2 Comments to “Poetry”

    
  2. beeseeker
    May 17, 2015 at 10:18 PM

    A potter of sounds … I like that!

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