Good Old Joe!(Pepiku)

Winter in a Small Village

The blue faces

The leering smiles

The ice-crystals around the unseeing eyes

Cry Out!

This year
there was

No Coal!!!

Poetry by vladimir todor turmanev
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Written on 2011-08-18 at 05:44

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
This searing minimalist poem is intense in its brevity and structure. It leaves the reader with visions of stark hopelessness in a Satlinesque world. Extremely well written.

The few words, dwindling . . . all the frigid white space between . . . usually I don't pay much attention to form, but this is perfect and necessary, a minimalist sketch drawn with just a few lines, something like Siberia must look.

Well, v/t/t...
Frosty! I shiver a little. You capture well the chilly season, and the lack of coal finds resonance in the sparsity of the piece.
A solid write!