Comments on: Crumbling Corona

By: D.H.

D.H. — Wed, 07 Oct 2020 04:37:37 +0000

This poem is such a stark reminder of what we once had…that world that was ours…the freedom to move about, to enjoy nature and each other…
and now? Walls, a TV, maybe a book…and virtual exposure to each other. well done, Kira,

By: C.

C. — Wed, 07 Oct 2020 01:09:23 +0000

Here in Michigan. The lakes were clean because the factories closed down for time in 50 years. The grandchildren enjoyed the days of Summer. Been slower and easy days. I enjoyed the poem dear Kira. Maybe next year, I will return to San Diego, Big Sur and Monterey. I lived in Monterey for three years. The ocean is so amazing. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.

By: M

Wed, 07 Oct 2020 01:08:43 +0000

This is exquisite poetry! The title phrase is very clever, being a play on the coronavirus, but even without that specificity, the overall message of mind-boggling broken times comes thru (more than this being a statement about covid). The setting sun imagery harkens to the way many feel that the sun has set on a way of life that may never be part of en masse society again . . . many express a doomsday interpretation to current events that shows they feel the sun setting on a possibly drastic scale. So much can be wrung from your prophetic words, but mostly this is a delicious splash of strongly-felt seaside imagery

By: Anuja Sharma

Anuja Sharma — Mon, 05 Oct 2020 20:20:13 +0000

Sometimes life showers so many unprecedented moments upon us that we feel so blessed with whatever we have in our surrounding & starts to feel so grateful about it. Very nicely penned down the beautiful scenic appearance.
Much love,
Anu

By: Kay

Kay — Mon, 05 Oct 2020 20:19:16 +0000

crumbling corona
collapse
into a colorful kaleidoscope
into the dark side of the moon
into nothing.

I REALLY love this part, this is wonderful.

By: Abhilash Hegde

Abhilash Hegde — Mon, 05 Oct 2020 06:38:10 +0000

This is such a heart-felt write. The imagery is wonderful and just as your artwork. The images come before the eye as you weave these words of poetry with vivid and thoughtful images – Rust hills, Bleached wood, white sands, empty shells, crumbling corona, kaleidoscopes. Rust colored hills is all you see in so-cal, very much the terrain all around us here, but we are also blessed with beautiful beaches, skies and sun around 🙂 CA is beautiful 🙂 Corona has made our lives indifferent – but in a way it has led us to appreciate those little things and luxuries of nature around us, definitely the beach walks and sights aren’t the same anymore. I like the way you have described the beach, ocean and nature scene with intertwined thoughts of self and thoughts in these corona times. There is a dark and light – but life is a kaleidoscope of patterns and colors. Thank you for sharing this beautiful poem, Kira and many thanks for having me in your thoughts 🙂 best wishes, cheers! Abhi

By: Blueautumn88

Blueautumn88 — Mon, 27 Jul 2020 01:37:04 +0000

Imagery for the eyes, each moment spent, your time’s have presented such wonderful poetry!

By: ocmack

ocmack — Wed, 15 Jul 2020 17:34:05 +0000

Love the repetition of yellow, and great visuals.

By: Lunar Aviator

Lunar Aviator — Fri, 03 Apr 2020 20:15:36 +0000

I like the poem. I especially like the artwork. It has some “appealing quality” to it – at least for me. Thank you for sharing.

By: David Salinas

David Salinas — Fri, 03 Apr 2020 20:13:02 +0000

Sounds like a quiet and wonderful place to be. Love the description of the activity taking place! ✍ ❤