With Annie gone,
whose eyes to compare
with the morning sun?
Not that Idid compare,
But I do compare
Now that she's gone.
Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in.
Three exclamation points to celebrate the death of the narrator's love interest. You must be a callous fool and complete ignoramus incapable of reading, let alone feelings of compassion.
Short poem packed with lot of punch. Intriguing poem.
Exquisite poem of love. "Not that I DID compare/ I DO, now that you are gone" …. Brings me to tears, Leonard
So very sad! And from the depths of his heart! Wonderful POD!
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I would like to translate this poem
There's a lot to be said for short poems. Leonard is my inspiration.