Pour Me Wine In A Goblet. To D. Poem by Liza Sud

Liza Is this addressed to me? I do not recognize myself in this poem. Why do you see me as such a malign and vicious figure? Are those the right words malign and vicious to convey your view of me.? Did you see my response to Balmont's The White Angel? In the approximately seven hours I worked on that poem I can describe my thoughts as spiritual, cleansed, radiant. I am just a simple soul in search of enlightenment. You write in the first stanza I want to kill you? What? I.m the one who wrote you a New Years's poem about your deepest beliefs, that after communion together you and the others go out to do blessed works. I made you the priestess in two temples devoted to peace and goodness in ACROSS TIME. I sent you an angel in the form of a sweet boy who eases your grief in ACROSS TIME. I have never addressed you as anything other than a good woman becoming a better woman In The Visitation of Blok poem I describe Daniel Andreeve sending you a HOLY KISS, an agape kiss, in GARDEN SONNETS I describe you entering Heaven as your eternal reward and I did not impose myself on you in that poem. When have I ever treated you with anything but respect and (I say it because I feel it to be true) with sincerest love. Who is this moral monster carrying my name in your writing of the past several months?

Calling it a day, saying enough is enough takes a toll but at some point in time this hard decision is to be made and you did that in your poem.....Nicely thought and written, Liza...I see your growth with every poem you write in the recent past....Loved it..100+++ God Bless you.