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Fruits gelats (Sant Gregori, Vall de Llémena, Catalunya): photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 29 November 2013
The cherry ball on the mercury stick drops off at three zero
Off to the left the iridescent glow of the sea glances
Gold and hard in the thin indifferent sun
Ah and all the green and growing things wonder what hit them
Nasturtium hibiscus and clover shriveling
Noiseless as fear in a wide wilderness
This silent blast from the polar freezer fuses
Leaf arteries into obelisks of bright glass
Tres d'hivern (Sant Gregori, Vall de Llémena, Catalunya): photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 1 December 2013
Hivern amb fons blau (Sant Gregori, Vall de Llémena, Catalunya): photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 1 December 2013
The cherry ball on the mercury stick drops off at three zero
Off to the left the iridescent glow of the sea glances
Gold and hard in the thin indifferent sun
Ah and all the green and growing things wonder what hit them
Nasturtium hibiscus and clover shriveling
Noiseless as fear in a wide wilderness
This silent blast from the polar freezer fuses
Leaf arteries into obelisks of bright glass
Tres d'hivern (Sant Gregori, Vall de Llémena, Catalunya): photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 1 December 2013
Hivern amb fons blau (Sant Gregori, Vall de Llémena, Catalunya): photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 1 December 2013
Solitària fred: photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 29 November 2013
Cor gelat (Sant Gregori, Vall de Llémena, Catalunya): photo by Miquel Bohigas Costabella (desdibuix-miquel), 29 November 2013
14 comments:
Many thanks, Nin, you've just melted at least two and a half icicles!
(Either that, or I'm beginning to puddle up...)
Nin said it. This is extraordinary, almost unbelievably beautiful, and a real lift on this cold, rainy PA morning. Curtis
i've just set the top photo to be my desktop background
the words are well-observed
at the risk of revealing how middlebrow i am, let me say this posting reminds me of my favorite section of disney's fantasia
Poem + Images = a jewel-bright morning gift. Thank you, Tom!
Extraordinarily beautiful! Somewhere (but not here this morning) it's winter.
What a gorgeous post.
breathtaking beauty
great capture
thank you!
This is wonderful.
The poem's as exquisite as frost. There's some genetic thread from Keats in this.
Speechlessly perfect. There's a constant drizzle outside my Philadelphia window tonight, but the soundtrack to the photos and your crystalline poem is total silence broken only by occasional tiny leaf-tinkling...
tom, you live in my memory as the perpetrator of what i remember as the best poetry reading of my life. (early eighties, valencia street, san francisco.) this poem recalls to me your mastery. (choice of pictures as always impressive also.)
Warmed and cheered by these lovely comments.
It's been unusually cold here (as is implied). Four homeless people died out in the elements over the weekend. No weather for roughsleeping.
Possibly Catalunya is a bit more photogenic in the cold than some places.
WB may be on to something, by the by. This poem seems to remember the Eve of St Agnes with at least a passing shudder.
Tom,
Yes to all said here, a lovely poem with these photos on this morning of close to "three zero . . . The silent blast from the polar freezer. . ."
Thanks, Steve. After a week of it, thirty gets to feel like the new twenty. We've been huddling with the animals. (The fur's the thing.)
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