a bed of hay sought on the dawn's floor

This is one of my very favorite of yours Andrew!  
Cello tan....  
bee furr and purring, what an image and seriously titillating feeling that created
The last thought was so strong and terribly relatable. We hold tight to those. Im struggling with these at present as you know.  
Well done, very very well done❤️💋

Oh and the title!

thank you so much Jen.

your presence, though as you know how quiet i can be, is so encouraging and precious.

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damn it Nomoth I'm in love with your poetry man
this is so divine ❤

Exquisite. There is something D H Lawrence of your poetic/visual scape. Rob

your intuition and feel is remarkable, you had mentioned Bronte once and yes, I was and still am  reading her. also The Rainbow which has been in my mind recently is one of my very formative favorites which i intend to read again after a long time.

a crisply serene & sensually holy i feel the dawn & ypur softlight descripts so sliding smooth im subtlety... excellence as ev.. the overall :)  

I found this poem to be full of wonders ... word-imagery abounds - and love the title.

The spirit trembles like dust motes in a beam of light, the eternal dance of the divine and the fragile, to consider the glimpsed depths you touch into. Your writing is par excellence and speaks of such erudite ken of perception and experience. It is always an honor.

Such an evocative composition, nomoth. Your human connection with nature is two-fold, and it shows through your writing.

Damn, this is vivid, surreal, and gorgeous. I've read it over twice and have found different favorite parts. Also, that image is perfect.

This has a beautiful mystery, the picture with its antique patina seems to tell the story of the land and it's life within and what is not quite reachable to man but in a sunny daydream, really pretty visual piece :)

I am suspended in a visual bliss of dow and daybreak crisp air
Lovely dear poet

Thank you again, super honored :)