How much can fit into a single poem: from a kitchen window to Fanad Head, from now in December to an undefined ,,once". I love the interplay between an enclosed and an open space, and between different timelines. So much is evoked, yet so much remains disguised. 🪄
"I’d say I wish you were here but you’d ruin my panoramic."
This speaks so much to the dichotomy that always exists for the creative - well, this creative, anyway. Wanting so much to be with someone, but knowing that their absence is what makes the "making" of things possible.
Perfect. And the image reflects that - the vista and the fence that blocks the view.
"Once: your hands going into the tangle of my hair and I went
heavy. The dip of the warm pillow under us. I wanted the cold of you"
Oh, Wow! Holly, I think this one of your best. I may seem like I have quit reading you but I'm still here, just not able to do as much as I used to. The reason I just told you this is that I realize I've missed so many of your posts now, when there was a time I knew most of them.
But upon returning to your work, after over a week, I am so glad this is what I read.
And this: "...tangle of my hair and I went heavy." How do you do this? I actually kind of know the answer, which is kind of that you don't know (Lol) because we have written to each other about this. But still,
I am still constantly amazed by your talent, Holly. So glad I read this.
I understand you very well. Mine poems are almost intuitive. But certain poems are entirely cognitive. I need to pay attention to this difference in your writing process, see if I can actually notice it.
How much can fit into a single poem: from a kitchen window to Fanad Head, from now in December to an undefined ,,once". I love the interplay between an enclosed and an open space, and between different timelines. So much is evoked, yet so much remains disguised. 🪄
Thank you very much Frau, for the kind words <3
Lovely. Hare today, gone tomorrow 😊
Thank you Paul. (I am now obsessed with hares!)
Might be time to revisit Watership Down.. miss you Fiver ;(
Watership Down forever <3
Great book
I used to see them, occasionally, near to where I lived. They are quite intelligent and, when Spring arrived, entertaining! Lovely creatures.
Ooh, how fun. I don’t see them here; only squirrels!
Beautiful. Broken. And somehow…this carries them both to the knot in my chest and unties it.
Thank you Kim :)
(Hyped to read something supernatural, by the way!)
Might be time to revisit The Bone Clocks??
😬😊
A wonderfully image driven piece. Strong work.
Thank you Sam!
as gulls rock the day under.
Can I put that on a little poster for my new grandson's nursery?
Of course <3
"I’d say I wish you were here but you’d ruin my panoramic."
This speaks so much to the dichotomy that always exists for the creative - well, this creative, anyway. Wanting so much to be with someone, but knowing that their absence is what makes the "making" of things possible.
Perfect. And the image reflects that - the vista and the fence that blocks the view.
Absolutely! I can definitely relate to that. I really like to be around people – but I absolutely can’t create anything around them…
a baptism, indeed.
<3
"Once: your hands going into the tangle of my hair and I went
heavy. The dip of the warm pillow under us. I wanted the cold of you"
Oh, Wow! Holly, I think this one of your best. I may seem like I have quit reading you but I'm still here, just not able to do as much as I used to. The reason I just told you this is that I realize I've missed so many of your posts now, when there was a time I knew most of them.
But upon returning to your work, after over a week, I am so glad this is what I read.
And this: "...tangle of my hair and I went heavy." How do you do this? I actually kind of know the answer, which is kind of that you don't know (Lol) because we have written to each other about this. But still,
I am still constantly amazed by your talent, Holly. So glad I read this.
Hey! Thank you. I’ve been editing a lot recently which is interesting because it’s a different process – less intuitive and more logical. :)
Hi Holly,
I understand you very well. Mine poems are almost intuitive. But certain poems are entirely cognitive. I need to pay attention to this difference in your writing process, see if I can actually notice it.
I hope you have a great afternoon.
this is so very beautiful! especially the last lines hit deep✨✨
Thank you very much M! :-)
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This wins the comment section! 🐇
It does not format like the old Nokia used to though.
Hard to unleash the fire with grace. You’ve done it.
Thank you!
i absolutely adore this. Thank you for writing.
I’m very glad! Thanks for reading, Paul :)
Pretty
Thank you Jolene <3
Wow that was steamy!!! Omg! It's always fun reading your work and is this by chance a Moby Dick reference?
Not intentionally a Moby Dick reference! And thank you :)
So good.
Thanks Andrew!
Reading this was a sensational experience 🖤 beautifully done
Thank you very much Em 🩶