As Before
written by: Paul Vincent Cannon
@pvcannon
The wind pierced me so
in beautiful ways, of which
words fail in the telling;
clouds painted the sky,
touching your rays, and I
took them by the hand,
knowing, as before, your
joy would wash the earth
and smudge my soul with
gratitude.
Paul Vincent Cannon
I am a contemplative who is passionate about social justice, environmental care, life, poetry and nearly everything else. I live in Australia and I have a love for the bush, the textures and colours, especially the arid and isolated places, which I find deeply inspiring. I'm a romantic, and a creative person. My influences include Keats, GM Hopkins, Robert Frost, Mary Oliver, RS Thomas, Pablo Neruda, Bukowski, Ginsberg and Dylan.
Latest posts by Paul Vincent Cannon (see all)
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