The height of winter.
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Above the tree line—a perigee moon
sends its silver hoard careening over icy rapids
on the semi-frozen river passing hearth warmed cabins
to gather on dead pools as bats hunt in the wind.

Light covers the high peak with shadows a day long.
Wolves, invisible and noisy howl their pack to order
as smoke struggles free from lunar-lit chimneys.
An elk sniffs the scent of man from the track of a snowshoe
before falling onto blooded ground; a casualty of a perigee moon.

a small edit was done
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(05-10-2011, 05:17 PM)billy Wrote:  Above the tree line—a perigee moon
sends its silver hoard Is "hoard" the right word? It sounds like you're trying to make moonlight seem a physical thing, which is fine, but "silver hoard" jars me a bit. careering over icy rapids
on the semi-frozen river passing hearth warmed cabins Would just "warm cabins" suffice?
to gather on dead pools as bats hunt on the wind. "On the wind" sounded strange as I was reading it. I felt it should be "in [...]"

Light covers the high peak with shadows a day long. Favourite line.
Wolves, hidden and noisy "Hidden and noisy" sounds like an oxymoron to me. If they were hiding why would they be noisy? howl Again, I don't think "howl" really works in conjuncton with "hidden." How about "call"? their pack to order
as smoke struggles free from sparking chimneys. Is "sparking" needed?
An elk sniffs the scent of man from the track of a snowshoe
before falling onto blooded ground; a casualty of a perigee moon. Fantastic closing lines.

This seems like a somewhat sinister Sara Teasdale piece. You have the beautiful landscapes and serenity, but then it ends with a gruesome discovery. The story is perfectly paced and the atmosphere is rich.
Thanks for the read BilboSmile
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe
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it's a metaphorical hoard.
in the wind is okay
somethings can be hidden and noisy. a silent fart, kids in another room but i'll change it to invisible.
and howl to call, thanks for the feedback and kind words jack Wink
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(05-10-2011, 05:17 PM)billy Wrote:  Above the tree line—a perigee moon
sends its silver hoard I just realized, is this "hoard" or "horde?" careering "careening" Smile over icy rapids
on the semi-frozen river passing hearth warmed cabins
to gather on dead pools as bats hunt on the wind. I liked all the images individually, but overwhelming as they came one after the other unremittingly like a run-on, just imo

Light covers the high peak with shadows a day long. Quite like that expression
Wolves, hidden and noisy howl their pack to order
as smoke struggles free from sparking chimneys. To me the chimneys had nothing to do with the moon, so this was a bit jolting
An elk sniffs the scent of man from the track of a snowshoe
before falling onto blooded ground; a casualty of a perigee moon. Great ending. just the right balance to give a quiet chill without making it too gruesome.
I take it this was more of a freeflow write; no pressure for a central idea, but just a mood type of piece. It was nice, but not really along the lines of your usual stuff.

Thanks for sharing billy Smile
PS. If you can, try your hand at giving some of the others a bit of feedback. If you already have, thanks, can you do some more?
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(05-11-2011, 04:09 PM)addy Wrote:  
(05-10-2011, 05:17 PM)billy Wrote:  Above the tree line—a perigee moon
sends its silver hoard I just realized, is this "hoard" or "horde?" careering "careening" Smile over icy rapids
on the semi-frozen river passing hearth warmed cabins
to gather on dead pools as bats hunt on the wind. I liked all the images individually, but overwhelming as they came one after the other unremittingly like a run-on, just imo

Light covers the high peak with shadows a day long. Quite like that expression
Wolves, hidden and noisy howl their pack to order
as smoke struggles free from sparking chimneys. To me the chimneys had nothing to do with the moon, so this was a bit jolting
An elk sniffs the scent of man from the track of a snowshoe
before falling onto blooded ground; a casualty of a perigee moon. Great ending. just the right balance to give a quiet chill without making it too gruesome.
I take it this was more of a freeflow write; no pressure for a central idea, but just a mood type of piece. It was nice, but not really along the lines of your usual stuff.

Thanks for sharing billy Smile
it's hoard, as in treasure.
careening works
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