Wednesday, March 08, 2006

Winter Tanka


Seen in Memory
Originally uploaded by CountryDreaming.

small white solitude
of flakes drifting onto ice
water is frozen
as hard as a spirit’s song
silenced by isolation

5 comments:

Faith said...

What a gorgeous picture/poem! I moved from NY just before winter, and don't miss driving in the snow, but it makes me smile and think of home to see pics like this. =)

Sharon Hurlbut said...

Thanks Faith! We don't get much snow here, either (just outside Portland, Oregon), but I'm always hoping for some.

P. A. Moed said...

"Small, white solitude." I love that line. The photo is perfect for this.

Sharon Hurlbut said...

Thanks Patti!

CountryDreaming said...

Hail and well met, Sharon!

Just found out today that you've blogged my picture. Thank you for the honor. I like your tanka and your perspective on this scene. Having actually been physically there, my impression was slightly different ... the temperature was in the 50's, the ice was melting, and it was New Year's Eve, so the air held a hushed and beautiful nostalgia of wanting to be remembered. This nostalgia becomes more important now, as I don't know if I'll be able to return here again this New Year's Eve. Some of the land is rumored to have been sold for development. Thank you for helping keep this place "Seen in Memory."

~~ CountryDreaming, the photographer of this image