Verbless Poems

This started as an experiment on FaceBook.

From Ezra Pound:
The apparition of these faces in the crowd:
Petals on a wet, black bough.

From me:
The dog’s bright eyes in stillness…
The rabbit in silhouette against the snow.

[76]

The owl’s eyes in moonlight
her wings in darkness
her talons in flesh.

[77]

Her illium in moonlight,
a dunescape of grays,
a long rill,
a graceful curve,
a valley in shadow,
my hand in silver.

[78]