Poet Charles Hughes teaches us something about poetry – and the evening sky. When you see the sky of the fading day, late afternoon turning to twilight, you may see a sky of sunlit and kaleidoscopic brilliance, or a sky of muted pastel color, or even neutral grays and whites and fading blues. Hughes sees those things, too. But he also sees life.
His latest collection, The Evening Sky, is a slender volume of 31 poems exploring and honoring family, memory, people, children, Christmas, faith, and joy. One poem, “Elegy for My Father,” is six connected poems exploring key events in his father’s life – events that shaped his father’s life, and thus his own.
To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.
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