Saturday, September 24, 2016

Sarah St Vincent Welch #254 Bridal veil falls


wet rock cascade
river falling

I lift your English name
Bridal Veil Falls

for a second
it seems apt, glancing

now
    foreign
              faltering

I saw the whisp
the gauze
felt its brush

then caught the rise of tourists’ calls
out of the valley


watch how water wears rock
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6 comments:

  1. ACskiSeptember 24, 2016 at 8:05 AM

    Yes, the long long wisp, like a whisper!

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  2. Efi HatzimanolisSeptember 24, 2016 at 10:55 AM

    oh, this is just wonderful, Sarah. That last line with its play on 'wears' just pulls everything back into the inescapable natural world of erosion while simultaneously arresting the poetic moment. Brilliant.

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  3. chelateSeptember 24, 2016 at 4:10 PM

    wow

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  4. Lizz Murphy PoetSeptember 24, 2016 at 7:36 PM

    Exquisite

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  5. Sarah St Vincent WelchSeptember 25, 2016 at 8:45 AM

    Thanks guys, it is an amazing place!

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  6. Rob SchackneSeptember 26, 2016 at 2:11 AM

    I love it. Thank you, Sarah.

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