Poetry Writes, Poetry Reads, Poetry Lives Poem by Bharati Nayak

Mystical and lyrical; I feel that I have absorbed beauty here even as the clouds absorb water. Beauty that I will carry with me and which will not return until it has touched some dry place. Yes, poetry lives for poetry. Well done, a beautiful piece.

POETRY HOLDS HER - This is an amazing line. We know father and daughter cannot embrace because they are miles apart but through a poem he sends her they experience the intimacy of their love. // This poem is the ideal companion to A MUSIC IS MADE: both poems express the spiritual depth and breadth of poetry, both probe the mystery dimension in which we live. Your words echo Shakespeare's lines: WE WILL TAKE UPON OURSELVES THE MYSTERY OF THINGS AS IF WE ARE GOD'S SPIES. // It is impossible to be cynical or indifferent after reading this poem: it informs the mind that human beings are good, and it opens the heart so that love can be given and received. If someone asks you, Why do you write poetry, Bharati? just show them this poem. The person will have the best possible answer! !

A beautiful poem on Poetry embellished with great imagery and metaphor. It upholds the very essence of Poetry. Indeed, Poetry is magical and eternal.

I so appreciate the prayerful extension of my original poem in your version. You opened the poem to a larger frame of reference and thereby tested its strength of purpose. You became a co-creator of this enlarged version of the poem and thereby validated its meaning.

Poetry lives for poetry and lives remembered

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Inspired by poet Daniel Brick you have composed a very beautiful poem that attracts the readers to go through it over and over again. I feel the following lines impressive. They go floating far and far to unknown lands And poetry writes for them who read Poetry lives for poetry And daughter remembers Du Fu Thank you for sharing.