Sunday, April 15, 2012

Helen Comments

Rating: 5.0

Shy nightingale, in the breathing of the leaves,
you who bestow the forest's musical coolness
on the sundered bodies, on the souls
of those who know they will not return.
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Giorgos Seferis
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Edward Kofi Louis 11 September 2017

Who grope in the darkness! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Sabita Sahoo 11 September 2017

messengers coming to tell him that so much suffering, so much life, went into the abyss all for an empty tunic, all for a Helen. Nicely penned. Thanks poet. 10

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Kumarmani Mahakul 11 September 2017

A nice episode from Greek Mythology has been presented here amazingly with a fine construction. Thanks and congratulations to his soul for being selected as the poem of the day.

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Georgios Venetopoulos 11 September 2017

I do not consider this composition a good poem. And the translation is poor.

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Pranab K Chakraborty 11 September 2017

She whom we hunted so many years by the banks of the Scamander. She was there, at the desert's lip; I touched her; she spoke to me: ‘It isn't true, it isn't true, ' she cried........................................................................................... Such romantic sighs we can hear if go through he whole. A nice beam of light exposed by words. Good sent, thanks to PH.

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Rajnish Manga 11 September 2017

An amazing episode from Greek Mythology which presents Helen of Troy in a new light. Thanks.

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