Leigh Goodwin leighgoodwin.bsky.socialさんのイラストまとめ

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Thirty-First December, 2021

suspend a waning moon
with an aged year:

eternally hopeful
against irrepressible hope

waiting midair as bells do,
to ring out, ring in -

vibrant in frosted air
delicate, crystalline

renewed

#poem L.C. Goodwin
#art Eli Ienkind

In the evening the wind changes;
Snow falls in the sunset.
We stand in the snowy twilight
Between the black pines
The moon has a sheen like a glacier.

#poem Kenneth Rexroth
#art Heike Odermatt

while outside, the starfish drift through the channel,
with smiles on their starry faces as they head
out to deep water, to the far and boundless sea.

#poem Eleanor Lerman
#art mundoview, Peter Durand, Rich Fowler, Mira, Tamara Phillips

November

calm waters
under silver skies

clouds speak to us
in rain

#poem L.C. Goodwin
#art Lawren Harris

8. Ye who seek not the White Whale in thy poems shall be harpooned.

#poem Martin Espada

@cavyherd @patchworkmouse @CrowElizabeth @NeolithicSheep Yes please!

Filled gutters chuckle,
the wet cat chirps -
dense fur now patted dry,
her rumbles drown the rain.

Well-roofed, well warmed,
and well-companioned
we take ourselves toward sleep,

finding tonight's gratitude
for these, such quiet graces.

#poem L.C. Goodwin
#art Mary Elizabeth

Third November

Somewhere above, I know
the moon's last edge
cradles her darkened face,
gentle as a lover.

In the middle air,
a cold cloud-quilt
conceals that waning gleam.

… an unimportant clerk
Writes I DO NOT LIKE MY WORK
On a pink official form.

Altogether elsewhere, vast
Herds of reindeer move across
Miles and miles of golden moss,
Silently and very fast.

#poem W.H. Auden
#art Ningeokuluk Teevee