Where Wild Violets Grow

[Judging comment from week of 4/08/13]:

It's easy to fall in love simply with the title, and it automatically gives off a sentimental aroma, a place that gave birth to beauty. The ease and flow of the author's voice, especially concerning the opening lines, immediately is soothing and gentle. I feel as if I am sitting down at a fireside, never having been to this land, but being told it with almost a dreamy expression. I also get the notion whenever this author comes across roads that are just shy of twilight, they can reminiscence as if they have walked these roads, breathed on them.

The author's connection is the poem brought out a soft longing that makes me ponder where I have come from and what others view it has. I smiled at this line: "I learnt to love the peculiarities, the oddities, and the nonsense of this land,". There's a bond here, and it reminds me even objects or surroundings we might at first say we have nothing in common with, eventually it holds a small part of us, it becomes familiar even if we cannot come to understand it. What a nostalgic poem with such a beautiful presence!

Judging comment:

"I hesitated voting for this to begin with as it left me in awe and I was originally unsure where I should even begin with my thoughts on this wonderfully beautiful poem, so bare with me whilst I try to rationalise and process the thoughts that I was left with after reading this.
First of all I really adored the title, such a simplistic one and yet one that already makes me want to dive into the poem just because of the imagery that is created within the title alone.
Upon reading the poem itself, I found I had to read it several times as the first time or two I was left completely speechless and yet I found myself enjoying it more each time I read it over.
My favourite part of this would be how the author uses such a simple vocabulary throughout and yet manages to ooze emotion and meaning from the beginning until the end. I believe everyone could find this poem very relateable, to me it seems the author is speaking of the place she now considers home yet without it being her original hometown. I found it to subtly state that the author has now made her own roots and foundations, and to do so with such profoundness and captivating elegant imagery throughout."

Wow. I should be reading more of your poems!

Congrats on the win! I hope you remembered me, Landy :) We were in the same club once and I am still so proud of your poems and how well you write! I loved the really articulate play of words, almost like a word-gasm after reading this piece. You do have a flair for writing and I hope you keep writing for the longest time :)

Short, sweet , simple, and oh so delicious! Nice write.