No, not exactly a picture but instead words that can be pictured. One of my favorite poets is a gentleman named Joe Jordan. At 66 I find I often need a kick-start to get thinking. Joe is able to do that. The following poem was contributed to our magazine by Joe. It was first published in The Denver Post Poetry Forum, then in Mobius Magazine and finally in Canyon Reflections. Eileen (and everyone else) I hope you enjoy---- An October Sunset By the time its presence urged my eyes up from the book, it had already blanketed the lawn, dashed a pale-gold dye across my carpet, crept up along the walls, like water filling a hold. What was it? Dust in the air? My mood? A trick of light? That quiet alchemy, perhaps, that sometimes tails the splash of an October day and spurs in the likes of me the craving for a glass of lager and a smoke. I don't know. But when the glass and I returned, it had already gone, leaving behind a chiaroscuro of forms... ...off most likely in pursuit of that ball which just then plummeted into the Hong Kong dawn. Joe Jordan
Awwwww DR thank you so much. A really beautiful piece of poetry. I could almost seeing the setting sun for myself as I read it. :-D
Eileen, it might make a good poem to go with your sunset collection when it is complete. Joe would be so happy. He is a great guy and a super chess player in any conversation. dr
Flowed really well, nice imagery, I enjoyed it immensely. And I earned a new word - 'chiaroscuro '. Thanks for posting this DR, and thanks to Joe for his words.
I've saved it to my favourites DR and I intend to use it - most definately!! Thank Joe for me won't you and tell him how much I appreciate his work.
I am glad you folks liked the sunset. I will tell Joe when next I see him. We were blessed with many fine writers and poets during our Canyon Reflections days. Joe, who is a collection of years older than I,was a now and again mentor and is always an insperation. dr
