For Yi Incha

For Yi Incha

A Poem by Libby McKeown

Anger shaded blue

then breathes white in its purity--

cold precision

swirls down the rabbit hole

and tickles my eyes

like shame.

I leap years

across the desert

and my heart explodes

at the memory of warmth.

 

Poor Wisdom

has seen it all before

and sits, sullen,

waiting her turn.


© 2011 Libby McKeown



Author's Note

Libby McKeown
for my mother

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lib,

absolutely gorgeous. this is excellently formed. the ability for me to view the colors, and associate colors to the objects in the work is what i find most impressive. how did you make me do that!? maybe i'm just a bit eccentric ;0P

well, the only real suggestion i have, if i may, is for s2, l3. i know you have the punctuation to aid in your endeavor to lengthen the pause between sits and sullen; however, it might be more effective to just drop sullen to its own line. (just a thought)

beautiful work, once again, really!

sincerely,
jr



Posted 7 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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I'm not really sure how to describe this, except I found it absolutely brilliant.
Wonderfully penned, my friend.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Libby McKeown

4 Years Ago

Thanks for the review! Getting at least one review every now and then always makes my day.
Clara

4 Years Ago

Well, thank you for the read request. :)
I leap years
across the desert
and my heart explodes
at the memory of warmth.
an exquisite write - wisdom waiting her turn


Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Libby McKeown

4 Years Ago

thank you for your kind words, as always
This is starkly beautiful in it's sentiments. Not one word is superfluous. Nicely penned little poem.

Posted 6 Years Ago


a poem that uses imagry and colors to describe, a poem i enjoyed reading very much, keep up the good work

Posted 6 Years Ago


I like the last stanza. Wisdom looks like she's about to be sent before the firing squad?

Posted 6 Years Ago


Excellent

Posted 6 Years Ago


While reading this it felt like going through the cycle of life. I like it

Posted 6 Years Ago


"then breathes white in its purity--" That line really struck me. It makes me think of when it's cold and you can see your breath like smoke. Well put together!

Posted 6 Years Ago


One of the most difficult word meanings to describe is "Wisdom" as it is most often 'waiting in the wings' for all of us. This piece works well by explaining its absence as you have done an exquiste job of exactly that, for this reader.
Well done.

Posted 6 Years Ago


This is a heartfelt dedication to your dear mother. The images tickle the mind with so many fancies, yet the movement crosses great distances of time and memory.

"my heart explodes
at the memory of warmth."

This is such a touching way to speak of love received and now returned. Beautiful phrase!

No need for gloom to my mind. Your turn has arrived and you have excelled with rich wisdom.

Posted 6 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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