In Cold Spell, Just For A Little Warmth! Comments
My city, Dhaka, is in cold spell now.
As in most other countries,
January is the coldest month here.
Yet, our cold is nowhere near yours,
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amazing descriptions I would like to see the words flow a little better but perhaps it would flow fine if you were the reader.As my reading style differs.I was almost waiting to see the blankets heat generate in expression your satisfaction and comfort. Instead the words still left me feeling the cold and wondering how to find solace in it. II felt sorry for the character instead of renewed.
Thank you for the colour and your warmth in these words even though it is sooo.... cold. When here we are having huge bushfires in a blazing summer with 52 homes lost just in one superb. You have documented your words so well. Thank You
I am so glad that you've read my poem, Lyn Paul, and shared your thoughts here. Much inspired by your kind words.
The distant woofing dog, the screeching bat, and the Hooting owl, they all crave just for a little warmth! it conjures in my mind a spoonful of warmth that would do when the need is intense and the cold is brutal. Lovely isn't enough to describe the beauty of this poem.
'Lovely isn't enough to describe the beauty of this poem' - thank you, @Pradip Chattopadhyay, for honoring this poem with such a high appraisal. I am much inspired by your kind words.
Beautiful images come to mind as I read your words. Mornings dense with fog - I love the fog; it is mysterious and has a singular beauty. You are fortunate to still be able to grow vegetables - not here - just ice cubes! It has been unusually cold with quite a bit of snow. But I grew up in Chicago, IL, so I am used to brutal winters. And you are so right - body heat is the best way to stay warm and cozy (and it's fun!)
Thank you so much for your heart warming comment, dear Lorraine Colon. Much inspired. I've just read your beautiful poem - 'In A Corner Of My Heart' and left a comment there.
Very well explained story, I am there and see the weather and the vegetables. Here where I am we have not too many cold days, just a few. Several years ago there was big snow once in a while, but lately we are well. Today we will have 46 degrees, which is like summer. I love to go out in the sun. And you are one of the lucky ones, who has another warm body beside you. Just love and be happy.
'And you are one of the lucky ones, who has another warm body beside you. Just love and be happy' - thank you, Lasoaphia Quxazs.
@ SF, Deeply appreciate your comment. With these words, you convey the warmth of your heart, a poet's heart, which I acknowledge, much obliged.
It was 4 degrees F here last week but thankfully it's been warmer this week, up to about 35 to 40 degrees F. I really enjoyed your poem Khairul, not only was it enchantingly beautiful but it was informative too. I especially loved the last verse As I embrace you tight, I can hear the dew drops fall On the leaves of trees outside. I can hear the muted Conversation of the birds in the trees. They have no Warm quilt, perhaps they too share their body warmth. The distant woofing dog, the screeching bat, and the Hooting owl, they all crave just for a little warmth! It gives off very touching and cozy feelings
Thanks for quoting from my poem. Much inspired by your comment, @Beach Girl. Miss your poems.
In the sea of ice, when people get frozen in many countries this year, we are all blessed to have a pleasantly cold climate in January! When you curl inside the quilt with the warmth exuded by your intertwined bodies, the chilly weather becomes a boon to rewrite your abiding relationship in newer scripts! A great poem which I enjoyed much especially the gradual evolution of thoughts from ground realities to a lovey -dovey sensation!
You have truly uplifted my spirit by your inspirational words and keen observation, @Valsa George. Loved your last sentence. :)
The Ice age is back but the warmth of your words and your heart will help cope with it. Yes, the warmth and tenderness of your poet's heart will melt even the snows of Kilimanjaro. Beautiful work, congratulations! 10/10
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7/27/2025 7:34:23 AM # 1.0.0
Khairul, could you please loan me your wife? (or is it a dog? ; oh, you DID write human bodies) for just tonight? please? it is going to be cold and i don't want to use the gas in the furnace! actually, here in northern california, near the ocean, it is roughly the same range of temperatures as you quoted, with a little wider range. MY wife insists on me wearing socks. i was not impressed with this (until the last two stanzas) as a poem, though it was an interesting bit of reporting on life for you in Dhaka this time of year. i was getting hungry reading about the food. i think at my sister's winter home in florida, they have had some days colder than here. back in her summer home, in upstate New York State, the citizens have had the terrible cold you allude to. we also have fog at night. not that I usually see it! thanks for sharing. don't hate me TOO MUCH for not thinking of this as a poem. bri :)
Thank you, @Bri Edwards, for your critique. The last line first. No question of hating. Honestly, I too feel this poem to be not much of a poem, except perhaps, the last two stanzas. For rest of the comment, no comment.