Joseph Daly

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Writing a poem is not about bringing some words together to create some charming sentences. It's so much deeper than that. Writing poetry is a bridge that allows people to express their feelings and make others live every single word they read. Poetry is to educate people, to lead them away from hate to love, from violence to mercy and pity. Writing poetry is to help this community better understand life and live it more passionately. PoemHunter.com contains an enormous number of famous poems from all over the world, by both classical and modern poets. You can read as many as you want, and also submit your own poems to share your writings with all our poets, members, and visitors.

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Jerry Hughes 29 June 2006

I'm not prone to overuse words like genius, or superlative - but the more I read of Denis' work, the more I come to understand what a superb writer he is, and how fortunate we are to share his gift. Write on, Macbeth...

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Amanda Lukas 08 May 2006

I hope to see you back soon, my dear Denis. You poetry has always been enjoyable and original.

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Mary Nagy 14 March 2006

Denis, I have enjoyed your poems as well as your friendship and I really wonder where you've gone! I hope you are just taking a vacation from here for a while and then you'll be back full-force! Sincerely, Mary

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Nimal Dunuhinga 11 March 2006

I like him very much for his straightforwardness and kindness.These two are more than enough to be a true poet.I am little worried as I do not know his whereabouts these days.

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Max Reif 07 January 2006

I've only just had the time and ability to fully concentrate coincide, so that I was able to peruse a number of Denis' longer works, and also some shorter ones, with the attention they deserve. I have impulses to put on a cyber-sanwich sign and go 'round Poemhunter beating a drum for Denis. The passion he puts into his work makes it impossible for these poems not to arouse passionate interest in the reader, at least THIS reader! Denis mines that wonderful asset for a writer, a difficult childhood. He runs an alchemy shop turning lead into gold, in fact! He also has many extremely memorable lines in his poems, which make it gold studded with gems! As I wrote Denis in comments under some poems, my one suggestion is some of the poems will benefit from a certain intuitive tightening, to lend a bit more of a certain kind of unity. Denis' longest poem (that I've seen) , 'Family Portrait, which left me breathless, but will also, I feel benefit from a bit of 'goldsmith's art', fine tuning. The poem is a torrent of emotion, and would take any poet a lot of time to be able to see freshly and then continue to chisel to (our human approximation of) perfection. I have to say, the torrent itself is a kind of perfection, too. Denis has the potential to be miner, alchemist, and goldsmith. He is a poet of great heart, learning his craft more and more, and what he has to say forces itself out of him and into this reader's mind and heart, as if life itself has had one thing in mind, to give Denis the raw materials for his art. I hope I'm not 'off subject' saying my prayer for Denis is that as he writes and lives, the rich, positive emotions his childhood was poor in, are also being discovered and will continue to be, to nourish him, for though the art is important, the artist is more so.

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Alison Cassidy 15 September 2007

Denis Joe is one of the most compelling reasons for being part of this site. Not only is he a fine wordsmith, with a relentless need to inquire and an amazing capacity to surprise, but his contribution via his comments and contribution to the forum is second to none. He is a generous man filled with compassion, brilliance and a complete lack of pretension. He can see the beauty where others don't bother to look. love, Allie xxxxxx

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An erudite talented and (above all) gentleman. I think the world of DJ. t x

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Mary X 10 September 2006

Denis Joe. Although I have not read all of your poetry, I have enjoyed the poetry that I HAVE read. An interesting opinion, a non-elitist outlook, no ignorance.. this describes the man but the only words to describe the poetry (that I have read) is Divinely riveting, down-to-earth and enjoyable. Give this man a read, and not just his poetry - it and he will fill the trees of your mind and your heart with leaves in full blossom.

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Igwe Kalu 16 August 2006

To classify is one delicate action if not horrible I think, whether you're trying to place another or yourself you dont always know what you've done... Denis, u are going to help some people get their head cleared about 'Niggerism.'

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Scarlett Treat 08 August 2006

A touch of the Irish - the soft rain, the green counry, the stormy rebel, and the Blarney Stone - that's Denis Joe! Such a range of interest is bound to make a great writer, because he is never at a loss to find SOMETHING to write about, and he always does it so well. The poetry of Denis Joe is well worth the time to read, and if you get to know the man behind the poems, it is even more worthwhile! I love both the poetry - and the poet. Scarlett

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POEM OF THE DAY
A Boston Ballad, 1854


TO get betimes in Boston town, I rose this morning early;
Here's a good place at the corner--I must stand and see the show.

Clear the way there, Jonathan!
Way for the President's marshal! Way for the government cannon!
Way for the Federal foot and dragoons--and the apparitions copiously
tumbling.

I love to look on the stars and stripes--I hope the fifes will play
Yankee Doodle.

How bright shine the cutlasses of the foremost troops!
Every man holds his revolver, marching stiff through Boston town.

A fog follows--antiques of the same come limping,
Some appear wooden-legged, and some appear bandaged and bloodless. 10

Why this is indeed a show! It has called the dead out of the earth!
The old grave-yards of the hills have hurried to see!
Phantoms! phantoms countless by flank and rear!
Cock'd hats of mothy mould! crutches made of mist!
Arms in slings! old men leaning on young men's shoulders!

What troubles you, Yankee phantoms? What is all this chattering of
bare gums?
Does the ague convulse your limbs? Do you mistake your crutches for
fire-locks, and level them?

If you blind your eyes with tears, you will not see the President's

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