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What I’m reading
The art of imagery:
im·age·ry /ˈimij(ə)rē/ (noun): visually descriptive or figurative language, especially in a literary work.
Alrighty, folks. It’s time. I’ve written about the art of similes, metaphors, titles, and personification, so now I’m offering some examples of good imagery in poetry—images I liked enough to write down, archive, and use as examples.
From a backyard / hammock she’s not watching / the robin’s breast burning / its trail of rust through sky.
-Lisa Fay Coutley
The moon kept pace as dry pastures slid past my window.
-Naomi K. Long
The sun steeps at the edges of the sky.
…and the sun bends down to scatter coins on the water.
When I first saw you it was night, on the beach, with a full moon overhead, and the light from the moon bounced off the water into your hair so that all I could see was the light of the top of your head, making a silver outline down by the water, moving in the wind.
The rainbow had been crushed / into a sky of winter slate.
-Marcus Lloyd Rummell
I ran through the orange grove stopping / only to let the lightning bugs pulse inside / my hands. Kept their beacons safely under / church-steepled fingers.
-Caitlin M Plunkett
A few clouds, moving westward, / stained us with shadows.
A strip of sunburn, / skin peeling auburn.
Only a wash / of half-moon hoof trails / embroidered in snow.
-Joelee Dekker, “Deertracking”
What I’m reading:
What I read last week:
Soft Volcano, Libby Burton
a Year: & other poems, Jos Charles
Real Phonies and Genuine Fakes, Nicky Beer
These Trees, Those Leaves, This Flower, That Fruit, Hayan Charara
What I’m reading today:
Tweets I liked:
Until next time,