Cold morning.
Sunlight angling low
across the thin snow
now hard frozen
that dapples the back field.
,
For one astral moment
one breath of the day
it is a scene from another world
impossibly bright
magically luminous
then gone.
Copyright 2015
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Hi Beak,
Pam Tessnear here, Rob Walters’ sister. He told me about your blog when I started a webpage and I’ve been meaning to send a note. I love reading the poems. It’s funny how some little word or picture can carry me back to living in St. Albans. I read In the Forest of the Night and thought you did a great job of capturing the feel of southern WV. My husband Marshall loves reading Appalachian authors and he has become a big advocate for WV, though he himself is a tar heel. I hope you’ll keep the poems coming. They are a treat!
Thanks, Pam. Great to hear from you. I’m glad you find the poems entertaining. I’ve written quite a few in the last few days. They seem to come in bunches. It’s freezing cold here, now, so I’ve been writing about the snow. Thanks for reading my book. I’d appreciate it if you could find the time to put up a review of it on Amazon or Goodreads. I have another book completed that is being shopped around to publishers right now. It is a very slow and discouraging process.
Beak
Hi Beak,
I wrote a short review for Goodreads. Congrats on your success with the free download. I hope you get good news soon about the new book so we can read it! Waiting is always hard.
Pam
Thanks, Pam. If you want to read the manuscript of the new book, just let me know and I’ll send you the Word file.