Thursday, November 2, 2017

Van Der Decken [iii] (Villanelle) Comments

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Just before a huge gale in the dim twilight
people do notice your ancient ship sailing past in the last part of day
while the breakers do rage in that coming night
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Gert Strydom
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Upendra Upm 02 November 2017

Good poem and I remember gales in childhood being a romantic thing.for us children much to the chagrin of our elders.Roofs blown away, trees uprooted has a romantic side of stars, moon being sighted fron inside the house and one can climb a fallen tree like one rides a tamed wild tiger.or elephant.

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