Sandra Fowler

Rookie (February,4,1937 / W. Columbia, WV, USA)

How Like A Candle - Poem by Sandra Fowler

The depth of meaning has an amber cast.
Deep wells of sunset hold the landscape fast,
To speak a shadow, Friend, would disallow,
The silent fall of light that is the now.

Just lift your hand, warmly appreciate
This time that came to you however late.
How like a candle our life is about.
One lovely flicker and the world goes out.

Previously published, The World Poet's Quarterly, China

Comments about How Like A Candle by Sandra Fowler

  • Kannan G (3/27/2010 1:28:00 AM)

    A beautiful write on the brevity and vagaries of existence, on the warmth and light that we could shed meanwhile. My regards and respects to you. (Report) Reply

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  • Ashraful Musaddeq (5/25/2009 1:19:00 PM)

    Excellent, what a beautiful poem! 10+++ (Report) Reply

  • (3/1/2008 2:07:00 AM)

    'The silent fall of light that is the now.' if for me the core of this soft piece dressed in reverence and amber light. The candle flame has long been inspiration for meditation. Your poem touches the heart of the meditative mind, recognizing as it does so superbly, the fleeting nature of life - 'One lovely flicker and the world goes out.' Superb poetry. love, Alison ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ (Report) Reply

  • (10/10/2007 10:23:00 PM)

    My maternal grandfather used to quote: 'I burn my candle at both ends. It will not last the night. But, oh my friends and ah my foes - it gives a glorious light.' Thanks for bringing me back to such a happy but long buried memory. Blessings always, Bill Grace (Report) Reply

  • Elysabeth Faslund (7/5/2007 5:41:00 PM)

    Even through the dark, our candles shine. Slowly diminish. But, while the flame goes on, our lives can make so huge a difference. Oh, how lovely a poem.xxElysabeth (Report) Reply

  • (6/10/2007 5:16:00 PM)

    Reminds me of Jackson Browne's Song For Adam, though yours is much more concentrated in style, and more thematically focussed. Beautiful work, and strikes exactly that part of our awareness that knows the truth of your words, but insists on turning its back. Brilliant as always. xx jim (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (4/10/2007 12:53:00 AM)

    You speak the truth here so vividly, beautiful work Sandra---Melvina--- (Report) Reply

  • (2/19/2007 6:10:00 PM)

    How like a candle our life is about.
    One lovely flicker and the world goes out.

    inspires me to make a Haiku for you.
    charles garcia

    How like a candle
    One lovely flicker world goes out
    Our life is about
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  • (2/19/2007 6:08:00 PM)

    to my favorite file
    Charles Garcia
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  • (12/18/2006 3:28:00 PM)

    This poem is sculpted in light. What exquisite imagery! You unveil hidden worlds.
    The last stanza lingers in the mind. The last two lines are unforgettable.
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  • (6/5/2006 3:42:00 AM)

    Norma Jean, our candle in the wind. Lovely poem, Sandra... (Report) Reply

  • (4/22/2006 7:07:00 PM)

    Hello Sandra

    One like a candle;
    One lovely flicker and the world goes out;

    I'm going to paste in my favorite thought journal;
    If we could only get this message out. sure would
    make our lifes so much easier.
    Hope all is well with you.
    charles garcia
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  • (4/22/2006 2:14:00 PM)

    Symbolic effusions from a brilliant mind. Susie. (Report) Reply

  • (4/19/2006 2:41:00 AM)

    The last line stole the show...
    So beautiful....
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  • (4/17/2006 6:10:00 PM)

    Life is brief and fragile, we have to find our beauty. (Report) Reply

  • Jasbir Chatterjee (4/17/2006 5:53:00 AM)

    Hi Sandra!

    Thanks for sharing this poem. There is much to learn here for new poets like us, especially the technique of using various images and similes.
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  • Rajaram Ramachandran (4/16/2006 7:21:00 PM)

    'One lovely flicker and the world goes out.'
    This is true. The entire universe goes on systematically playing its vital role. Imagine one slip somewhere. What happens then? chaos. It is like one discordant note in between a pleasant musical performance. It is alright if it is music, no harm to the life. It is not 'lovely flicker', my dear, but 'dangerous flicker.'
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  • (4/14/2006 8:32:00 AM)

    Sandra, this is an exquisite poem - it's one I could read over and over. The gentleness of this composition shone out. I particularly liked the last line 'One lovely flicker and the world goes out'.Kind regard.s, Justine (Report) Reply

  • john tiong chunghoo (4/14/2006 5:30:00 AM)

    i just love this poem, probably because it appeals to chinese sentiment. the candles always hold fascination among chinese. they use them for all festive occasions and they must be long big and red. thanks for comment on my side sandra and give us more. (Report) Reply

  • (4/12/2006 9:04:00 PM)

    Exquisite. This screenview robs me of the words I would praise.

    The last stanza shines with a light of its own.
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 10, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 25, 2010

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