White heavens press low
midst heavy mounds of fresh snow
Feathered song at rest
This photo is courtesy of Leya…To See a World in a Grain of Sand
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White heavens press low
midst heavy mounds of fresh snow
Feathered song at rest
This photo is courtesy of Leya…To See a World in a Grain of Sand
I encourage you to visit her beautiful blog at:
Fitting words for the season … And cheers to your photographer.
Yes Ann Christine’s photography is beautiful! This photo was part of a tribute to a friend on her passing in 2018. It seems appropriate on many levels. Thank you, Frank.
That’s wonderfully evocative!!
I love to hear this! Thank you so very much.
You are most welcome! It is a wonderful piece!! 🙂
Such a lovely haiku to accompany Ann Christine’s stunning photo. xxx
Funny you should say this. It’s actually a case of ‘reverse’ serendipity. I wrote this weeks ago after Marina Kanavaki’s comments about the phenomenon of the silence of snow. When Frank @Beach Walk Reflections highlighted Ann Christine’s photos, I went to her blog and found this perfect photo! I love symbiotic blogging! 🙂
A lovely collaboration.
Yes, that amount of snow might even convince birds to lie low when they usually fly high. Vivid words and image, Mary Jo!
As much as I love birdsong in winter sunlight, there’s something special about this silence too. Thank you, Dave!
I agree, Mary Jo. And you’re welcome!
Snow – how gorgeous it makes the world look. Stunning photograph.
I’m so happy you visited, Peggy! Now I have another beautiful blog to enjoy each day. Gorgeous photography. I don’t take photos for my poetry but always delighted to use others when they allow.
Feel free to use any of my photos you wish. You have chosen some beautiful photos of others. Love to write poetry, but generally keep it to myself. Love your prose.
A perfect marriage of words and image. I love fresh fallen snow.
There’s so much fantastic photography available these days, it’s a joy to search for that perfect pairing. Thanks, Liz!
You’re welcome, Mary Jo!
Dear Mary Jo, you give a gentle benediction to the earth at rest, a song of silence, and a peace within the folds of winter. Profound words that add to the story of the photography. Thank you for the introduction to a wonderful photographer.
I’m so delighted that you felt the hush and tranquility, Rebecca. Thank you, dear friend.
Super haiku. Leya’s photo is perfect.
Thanks, Tim. Ann-Christine’s photo is perfect for what I was trying to convey.
My dear Mary Jo, although this is an ode to the pause of snow silence, there’s also something desolate and heavy, partly irreversible. Yet the bird song will come to life …soon. I hope I’m making sense. Moving haiku, my friend. xoxo
Yes, dear Marina, that’s the other aspect of the poem. The first line uses words for that effect, as well as ‘heavy’ in the second and ‘rest’ in the third. Winter has traditionally symbolized for many hibernation and sleep but also our hope for renewal and resurrection. This is what your lovely 2020 art calendar’s theme meant for me. In the darkest, coldest days of winter we await new life. In the cycle of seasons, we sense our eternity. When I found the photograph, it was perfect. Then I noticed it was part of Ann-Christine’s elegy for her friend. Here is the link:
https://lagottocattleya.wordpress.com/2018/03/08/thursday-thoughts-strong-women/
Thank you, Mary Jo – your poem is beautiful – and I am glad you found an image marrying your words for it. ♥
Many thanks to you. ❤️
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The feathered song shall be melodious once again as they say. I just love reading your Haiku.
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