[stylist] Poem & Co9mments

[Jacobson, Shawn D]

Linda

Thank you for the season's greetings.  And I wish the same to you.

Currently, I am refurbishing one of my older stories to see if Bewildering Stories wants it.  Once that is done, I look forward to doing new stuff.  Note that this isn't going fast due to the Holiday season, but it is going.

Thank you for asking about us.

Shawn

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Season's Greetings to our friends at NFB Writer's Division

 

What are you working on today in your writing life?

My intentions for today are focused on writing an article for a magazine which I promised would be finished for them today. I must START it now!
I'll be writing with a focus on the idea of gifting books to our friends and family for Christmas  or special days. Of course, I'll focus on books by visually challenged authors.

 

Meanwhile, I wanted to share a winter-themed poem that will be published in the Winter Issue of The Avocet, a print literary magazine. This will be my second time to have my work in this beautiful volume. The poem is "January Scene, " and it is printed below for your enjoyment. At the end I wrote a few words about the poem and my inspiration for it.

 

 

 


January scene


 

dull morning light 

blurs the overview -

rows of worn-out mailboxes

rusted red, grey-green,

hoary weathered metal,  

one is newly painted

optimistic silver.

 

across the street

bare maple branches grasp curled-up

leaves trapped in wintry spines  

like a torn umbrella, partly opened.

 

my body aches  

moves slowly beneath

a hand-stitched cotton quilt

where two lovers sleep

entwined through-out

a frigid January night.

 

sheltering pines in the early fog

embrace neighbouring houses.

A yellow one lurks

behind an ancient blue spruce

nearly twice its height.  

A burnt-orange house broods

in the distance between

rows of naked maple trees.

***

Comments:

I wrote this poem a number of years ago and recently, I revised it slightly and sent it off to the editor of The Avocet.

My inspiration for the poem was just a look out my window on a snowy winter morning. I love writing about ordinary and mundane things we are witness to every day. As poets, we stand as a witness to the time and place in which we live.  This is our foot print on the snow-covered pathways of our life.

 

 

Lynda Lambert  

, Visual Artist & Author

 

Author of Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage,Available on Amazon.com

Author of Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems (go to Author's Page to order this book)

Website & Blog: :  <http://www.lyndalambert.com/> www.lyndalambert.com

Author's Page:  <http://www.dldbooks.com/lyndalambert/>
http://www.dldbooks.com/lyndalambert/

 

And God said, "Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years. Genesis 1:14 (NES)

 

. I love writing about ordinary and mundane things we are witness to every day. As poets, we stand as a witness to the time and place in which we live.
This is our foot print on the snow-covered pathways of our life.

~ Lynda McKinney Lambert

 

 

 

 

Author of Concerti: Psalms for the Pilgrimage,Available on Amazon.com

Author of Walking by Inner Vision: Stories & Poems (go to Author's Page to order this book)

Website & Blog: :  <http://www.lyndalambert.com/> www.lyndalambert.com

Author's Page:  <http://www.dldbooks.com/lyndalambert/>
http://www.dldbooks.com/lyndalambert/

 

And God said, "Let there be lights in the expanse of the heavens to separate the day from the night. And let them be for signs and for seasons, and for days and years. Genesis 1:14 (NES)