"Sunny Morning" by Thomas Cole‘From the Top’ by Timothy Richardson The Society November 3, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 4 Comments on a Maine mountain Here, my mind can cross the thoughts of birds; ___land on a summit’s fingertip or drift into clear blue until it’s out of words. Nerves flutter in a teasing gust so soft ___I fall into the arms of starry spaces, my heart takes in the universe undwarfed. Blank as these dreamless, purple-mountain faces, ___beyond the perfect coil of clay God made (which I have tangled up and kinked in places), I bathe in inklings’ freshening cascade, ___attempt to sponge the feeling’s sparkling flow with paper; a few drops that do not fade from me as these high reaches pale below, ___that are not lost to hollows deep in Stow. Timothy Richardson’s poetry has been published by Partisan Review and Harvard Divinity Bulletin and his work has inspired eight films. His DVD, The Force of Poetry, captures his reading and presentation on the meaning, mechanics and significance of poetry with traditional and complex poetic forms explained on screen. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to email@example.com. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 4 Responses Bruce E. Wren November 3, 2017 Beautiful and intriguing poetry, glad to become acquainted with this poet. What is “Stow”? Reply Con Chapman November 3, 2017 There is a town in Maine named Stow–I assume that’s the reference since the poem is set on a Maine mountain. Reply Sally Cook November 3, 2017 You understand the heart of poetry so construct a notable poem . The obvious respect you have for form, vocabulary and all the other components makes your poem a joy to read; Reply Sally Cook November 3, 2017 I have had some trouble commenting, but will try once more.. . I admire your careful attention to form and vocabulary . Your poem was a joy ti read because You understand the heart of poetry Please, publish more. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.