Hands and Eyes

Snow and Shadow

I hold you with an aging hand.
Winter let go fall.
Even sparrows understand.
It takes no time at all.
Eyes and hands recall.


Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night.  Kim is hosting.  I am aiming for brevity in this poem.  In particular I want to use no more than five lines.  I hope to present brevity as a challenge for next week’s Meeting the Bar.

Photos: “Snow and Shadow”, above, “Blooming Together”, below.

Blooming Together

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

42 thoughts on “Hands and Eyes”

  1. The fourth line makes me think of an Emily Dickinson poem about dying, and I wonder if you too had recently read it. Your poem is mastery, along with the photo, as you two poets describe the grace and gentleness of death. Your fifth line somehow clearly says how it (the whole cycle) was all worth it.

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