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Tara Connor's avatar

This is wonderful. I especially love

"our banter hanging

bright and loose

in the air behind us."

We walk often in this huge rambling Victorian cemetery nearby and I often have that sense in winter of passing through a frozen world and leaving behind tracks and laughter. You captured it so beautifully.

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Daniel Henderson's avatar

"A lot of my poetry grapples with the complexity of experiencing infinite beauty in finite time, from within a mortal body. I’m often trying to capture a beautiful moment before it slips away, but gently"

I really felt this, in a lot of your writing and in this poem. I've been experimenting with this myself with taking small innocuous moments and expanding them into vignettes through poetry. Easier said than done but I think this poem is a nice blue print I'll revisit the next time the subject matter isn't world ending.

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