September 21, 2011

Poetic or Pedantic? Part One: Disappearing Objects

Posted in Poetry tagged , at 2:49 pm by Rebecca Hein

This summer I took a short walk almost every morning, pausing frequently to look at the sky. I’d stare at a section of the horizon displaying a particularly arresting pattern of clouds, and become totally absorbed.

Shape and color gave way to texture and subtle hues, and before I realized it I was seeing poetry, not sky and clouds. I saw the play of light on blue, white, and gray surfaces in such depth and variety that I was mesmerized.

This is the best frame of mind in which to write, and all summer long my words have arranged themselves better than ever before.


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