Tuesday, January 24, 2017

For Whom The Sky Weeps Comments

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You stop at the brink,
to flirt with the rim of
the lake.
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Satish Verma
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Lantz Pierre 25 January 2017

The richness of life infuses the silvered words stilled for a moment on the page, on the screen. This is sublime, as it reaches from the depths to the very heights, like from my dirty feet to the hair on my head that I will soon need to comb. Thank you for this pretty picture. I will frame it in a locket woven from green branches and wear it over my heart.

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Madhabi Banerjee 24 January 2017

very good.wellwritten poem

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