“Autumn Snow”
Painting by Ioan Popei
From mynewmaster.com
small ounces of winter
impatient with the sky
sneak down among colors
soft sifted white lightness
enhancing the contrast
a premature purification
death still in full glory
enacting its lingering drama
of quietus chary to share
its brief glorious stains
with clean argent inklings
of clear cold finalities
time overlapping itself
blending seasons and hues
natural greasepaint
cosmetic of landscape
made worthy of wonder
Writer Lynne Sargent
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
There’s me thinking a death of a season come too early; there’s you making a cocktail of the sublime mix of autumn with a blend of winter spirit!
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came a bit earlier than usual – the weather watchers are predicting a severe winter here
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Same prediction here…even my Celtic wife is on about the vast number of berries upon the trees…a sign of a bad winter she insists!
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I have the real thing here as we speak, much more impressed with yours though❄️😊
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thanks kindly – here it was a first dusting
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US too…thank heaven for the sun that melted it lickety split….I like it un dusted😊❄️
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“small ounces of winter” an awesome line to open a wonderful poem
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I sincerely appreciate that
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Beautifully written. I could clearly visualize this.
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thanks dearly, vee
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You’re welcome.
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Your images are tentative premonitions like the first dusting of snow – here then gone. Lovely. We had a few flakes like that on Saturday.
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the phrase they seem to use a lot around this time is “changeable weather”
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Such a picture you paint, Paul. Seasonal competition for supremacy. I hope Autumn holds on a while.
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I’m good either way – love both the autumn and the winter
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