by Gary Hardaway
A few words- small stacked stones.
A strong conceit in a small space, Gary. No waste. No full clarity - a great strength, in my opinion. And a shift in the second stanza, turning the poem to/on the reader. I like that.
Wonderful piece. *
Really like this stack of stones, especially,"each new one is audacity".
I "photograph" in awe.
"Plenty mark the hills
and prairies well
already. Your cairns
are litter in the streets
they line and they: landmarks"
rEALLY LIKE THE cREELEY
I hear and really like the Creeley sound here. Nice work!
I really love this. I can almost hear wind whistling somewhere... :)
Good writing, Gary. I will read this again tomorrow.
I like the stanza enjambment. Nice, tight poem. Well done. *
There can't be too many cairns.*
I was right, I wanted to read this again.
Sharp and true.
I love the new audacity of this. *