This Morning Sky Empty, Emptied Of Stars, All Fled Poem by Dennis Ryan

This Morning Sky Empty, Emptied Of Stars, All Fled

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Tuesday morning, November 1,2022 at 6: 05 a.m.

This morning sky vast, empty, emptied of stars—
like my soul, hers, empty, emptied now—as I survey
from south to west to north, looking from left to right
above our back deck roof, finally back to the East,
my native ground. And the stars? All fled. All fled.

Tuesday, November 1, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: emptiness,sky,hopelessness,relationships,metaphor,nature
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
At times, the way we think about Nature, the stars, mirrors out situation at the time, and our feelings about that situation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
MAHTAB BANGALEE 02 November 2022

Empty; the word lives in full emptyness; but we need to be full and to fill up emptiness with our goodness; whatever nice to read your poetic thinking

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Dennis Ryan 04 November 2022

Dear Mahtab Bangalee, Thank you for your response to my poem. I appreciate very much your good comment. And I will remember it and put it into practice as much as possible.

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Dennis Ryan

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Wellsville, New York
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