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After the acrylic by Stan Stolt
It is first light
his favorite time of day
when the world is still
save for a twig-snap
by an awakening deer
or the slap of a beaver's tail
yonder where the stream
bends and eddies into a pool.
Day emerges softly,
mosses, ferns, and wildflowers
perfume misty air with
breathless spices anointing life
in one unrepeatable moment
when man and Nature become
a single being—a warmth, a light,
a power, wrapped in Nature's shawl.
© by Michael Escoubas.
Used with the author's permission.
Original Acrylic by Stan Stolt
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Michael Escoubas began writing poetry for publication in August of 2013, after retiring from a 48-year-career in the printing industry. He writes poetry because, early in life, his mother encouraged him. Michael also writes poetry because he believes poetry brings people together and that poets are menders of broken things. He is the author of six collections; the most recent is Ripples Into the Light, a collection partnered with photographs by Vandana Bajikar and designed to rest the soul and calm the spirit. Michael is Senior Editor and Book Reviewer at Quill and Parchment, an online poetry journal. He lives in Illinois.
     
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Janet Leahy:
How lovely to read "wrapped in Nature's shawl."
This poem settles something inside me, thank you.
Posted 08/05/2021 07:10 PM
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michael escoubas:
Friends in poetry: I appreciate each of your kind comments and observations below. So many blessings bestowed!
Posted 08/05/2021 06:30 PM
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Anastasia:
Lovely words and lovely painting! THis is a much-welcome moment of peace in a hectic workday. Thank you, Michael!
Posted 08/05/2021 01:51 PM
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Arlene Gay Levine:
Michael, both your poem and the painting invite us to a place and time so flowing with serenity and wonder and awe, I know I will visit often.
Posted 08/05/2021 01:40 PM
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Jo:
Beautiful poem, Michel.
What a way to open my computer this morning. I sit back and read your poem again. Thank you.
Posted 08/05/2021 01:12 PM
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Wilda Morris:
Beautiful! What a wonderful atmospheric poem with which to start the day, Michael.
Posted 08/05/2021 10:04 AM
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DavidTookey:
The last three lines form a beautiful ending to a wonderful poem. Thank you Michael.
Posted 08/05/2021 09:03 AM
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peggy.turnbull:
Thank you for using the word "yonder." It evokes both time and place held in suspension to me, which makes me feel that I just might, if lucky, stumble upon it myself someday.
Posted 08/05/2021 09:02 AM
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Larry Schug:
A beautiful pairing of word and image. I think the felling you want to get across to the reader comes through clearly and ever so gently.
Posted 08/05/2021 08:39 AM
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Sharon Waller Knutson:
I love this beautiful sensuous poem and painting. The title is perfect and I feel calm and creative as I sit beside the stream and hear a twig snap, the slap of a beavers tail further in the stream. I smell the perfume of mosses, ferns and wildflowers and feel the warmth and see the light as I am wrapped in nature's shawl.
Posted 08/05/2021 08:29 AM
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