I saw this poem while perusing the Read a Newbie, page. I'm happy I decided to read and review this -- loved your imagery and the well-chosen words you used to capture this reader's attention. You wove your lines together beautifully. Winter, although for many is the toughest part of the year, can be absolutely gorgeous in its own right. However, as a snowbird, following the geese southward is where my compass leads me. Observations: I thought of a couple spots where a word could be exchanged for another word with more impact. It is merely a suggestion, though, since this poem is beautiful as is. "The snow lies deep and incandescent light makes me squint (Florescent/iridescent probably brighter than "incandescent.") "And frigid air cuts through my pants like shards of glass." Try using the word "slacks" instead of pants. (sibilance) Love this line! "Across the turquoise sky a skein of geese wings south." So much of this I loved. I quote that one line, but there were several lines that made me pause and think -- wow! Wonderful job! Until next time--write on! Regards, WebWitch My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .
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