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Natural light varies by latitude
and season, making artificial light
and dark more or less necessary.
What is your slant and when do you cast your
longest shadow? How
many candles does
it take to celebrate the Holy days?
Holy days vary by latitude, too,
and longitude and mineral rights
making playtime more or less relative.
Think of which trees grow in your Holy days.
Are evergreen, banana, oak or cacti
most prevalent? How does your garden grow?
Mine glows, reminding me of when I was
surrounded by most light, when I used to
run in the wind, when it was safe to sun.
Posted at Poets United Poetry Pantry #180.
Oh yes, I remember those days when it was 'safe' to sunbathe!! And you have me contemplating just how many candles it takes to celeberate my holy days...hmmm, in advent I'd have to say four.
ReplyDeletean interesting voice in this for you....very different than your usual...at least on first read...it comes across rather matter of fact...the leap from candles to holy days works, i think you need to smooth out the one to trees with a transition of sorts because its a hard left and some wont follow....imho....smiles.
ReplyDeleteThoughtful poem...and I think we need try to experience this light again...at least keep trying...
ReplyDeletefirst, love the painting you chose. and I like the poem, especially the question How does your garden grow, and the sense of freedom in the last verse..
ReplyDeleteIt is true when looking back at childhood, that there was always light and sunshine and it was always summer. Amazing, come to think of it. I love your closing stanza especially!
ReplyDeleteI really like that second stanza!
ReplyDeleteIt's an interesting subject, one I think of a great deal. One of these days I think I will turn my life upside diwn and experience life in the opposite hemisphere.
ReplyDeleteI like the spirit of this a lot Susan -poetic and original... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed your perspective on light, on how our perception varies depending on where and who we are. And like the image of running in the wind. Please, excuse the belated visit back.
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