Thursday, January 1, 2004

Infinitely Comments

Rating: 2.8

The hounds of despair, the hounds of the autumnal wind,
Gnaw with their howling the black echoes of evenings.
The darkness, immensely, gropes in the emptiness
For the moon, seen by the light of water.

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Emile Verhaeren
COMMENTS
Susan Williams 14 November 2015

Very atmospheric and Poe-like in its umtensity

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Leloudia Migdali 14 November 2015

A nice poem on such a dark subject!

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* Sunprincess * 14 November 2015

.........extraordinary poem, a very dark write..I like this ?

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Alex Owulo Ogoh 14 November 2015

Quite Interesting. Love the use of word and the perspective of moving one mind then stop and move again is quite okay. The Imagery are quite understandable and vivid, showcase of horror. Nice one.

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Seema Jayaraman 14 November 2015

The terror of the night.. Such an apt poem for all acts of despicable violence being perpetuated across the world..

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Aaron Wambu 14 November 2015

Perfect rhyme scheme and beautiful and powerful metaphors, i love the imagery and the cadence. A great poem it is

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M Asim Nehal 14 November 2015

And roadways that stretch out like sails And pass each other, coming unfolded in the distance, soundlessly, While lengthening beneath the stars, Through the shadows and the terror of the night. Great lines. Liked it.

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Ratnakar Mandlik 14 November 2015

Beautiful poem describing the human psyche and it's relationship with the infinity. Loved reading it. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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Garold Casler 01 April 2012

Based on context I believe the word 'plane' in the third line of stanza two should be 'plain'.

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