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Music and the Blue Glass Horse While I beheld the blue glass horse at two, I watched the way light's luster touched its aquiline curls. The arc of the horse's neck called me softly. The intervals from there to here, from awakening to diminuendo seemed a momentary pause-- now multiplied by many decades. I feel pulled towards the stars again as if I'd never left. A dip, much joy, and sorrow's clasp; yet much more is still to be. My coda's yet unwritten. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: Joe Gustin On Date: 2016-07-13 14:02:00
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
As always you never cease to entertain this reader. The observations you made at two sets the stage for the writer you were to become. The first two stanzas are so delicate in their description as to inspire some possible paths for future poems.From a blue glass horse to the stars was a beautiful ride for this reader. I can only look forward to as yet, unwritten