I lean my warm cheek
to cold, empty pail. Tears break
silence as they spill.
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Great job on this poem and you taught me something about adding more than one poem in a grouping. thanks for the read!
Beautiful jewel of a poem! Artfully constructed-the parallel stanzas (each one a sharp haiku image) work like a sparklling mirror of the speaker's feelings and the way Nature herself is felt to respond to her human needs. The work on contrasts-warmth against cold, silence against sound, emptiness against presence-is excellent. The last haiku-stanza is superbly suggestive of how uncertain 'reality' is so many times. As John keats writes at the end of 'Ode to a Nightingale'-'Do I wake or sleep? ' Thank you for the gift!
An instant favorite, vivid and moving. I love the perfect choice of words and the atmosphere so effectively conveyed throughout.