Peach skies on the horizon
whisper to me that the day
is coming to an end
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Colour is a vital element in verse and you handle it like a true artist. This is a very fine poem, Nika, and once again another of your poems is going into my favourites' list. One day I'll make it a Nika day! I can read Spanish but have never tried to write a poem in it, though I write quite a bit in French. Love Spanish poetry tho especially Lorca
Hi Tom, thanks so much for your lovely comment. I've posted a poem or two in Spanish here on PH if you want to check them out. But how nice that you know multiple languages! I'm limited to English and Spanish. I think I've heard of Lorca but I've never read their work. I'll have to look into it. I like Spanish poetry as well. When I was in Nicaragua I made sure to purchase a little book of them.
Your sensuous language not only gives me a vivid experience of COLORS folding and unfolding, it also casts a spell that put me in a mental drowse, made me surrender to inactivity, and feel tranquilo is the best possible state of being. I allowed myself to come close to the state of the LOTOS-EATERS in Tennyson's poem, but there is a profound difference: The LOTOS-EATERS willingly ate a drug which robbed them of their volition; I surrendered to a spell created by words that does not cancel volition. I entered a unique poetic space, was washed and refreshed, then left it behind and reentered our common reality, with tendrils of tranquilo lingering in my mind. I'll call this Nika's Peach Therapy.