Poetry, notes, and drawings by William Michaelian
Softly lit and much to think on, this stance, what might bring it on (need, celebration, calm) and what the light does in and around it. Light is a very voluminous thing. It both reveals and holds so much.You make me slow. For this, I am grateful. (And I must come back later to read of your father and his asparagus.)xoerin
This poem is a photograph, a place I have been, a posture I have known, the wick and wax scenting illumination. I am warmed.
The warmth of light enclosing hands in meditation. And what this light takes to the floor, a resolve perhaps.~robert
This is so beautiful William...As I read these beautiful words, I see someone kneeling in the woods, enveloped in the sun's rays, praying, meditating, healing, in a warm pool of sunlight on the forest floor, where their cares and worries are absorbed by the healing earth...
Such wonderful responses!Erin, please do return, and imagine the hum of our old well, whether in need, celebration, or calm.Thank you, Annie. As am I by what you’ve shared.A resolve, perhaps, Robert; or simply the pain of too much knowing.Janice, I love that you’ve taken this poem outdoors, and placed it in such a beautiful setting.
... this one brings back self-confidence...it is so , thank you
Thank you, Laura. I’m glad.
Light will drip all over everything if you look real close. A wonderful poem.
Spoken like a true painter.... Thanks, Anthony.
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