Sunday, May 14, 2017

Visiting Aleppo Comments

Rating: 4.5

'the sun's fireball sizzling in the sky,
burning away what's left of the old citadel,
wind is choking and takes my breath away,
dust gently covering blood-soaked spaces,
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MICHAEL VON HARPE
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Jazib Kamalvi 02 December 2020

Write comment. Such a nice start, M. V. H. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks

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Klaus Weitzfeldt 06 June 2018

a great piece of poetry in my opinion, to the point, to humanity and opening the door at the end for finding a solution for avoiding repeating such horror events...

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Brian Whiskers 05 April 2018

Great poem. Reading is an experience.

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Dr Antony Theodore 14 May 2017

with our hearts lying with you in digged-up coffins Dust, blood, no birds calling, worms in the skull, death, corpses, let's open one last gate, church, mosque or place to pray...' A great and wonderful poem bringing in all the pain and suffering and atrocities and cruelty of such a war. You are a great poet. I read your poem 12 times today. Thank you., thank you dear poet. tony

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Fabrizio Frosini 14 May 2017

I'm going to collect poems on (=against) ''terror'' and war. It would be nice to have one of your poems in the collection.. I'll send you a msg to tell you more about..

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Fabrizio Frosini 14 May 2017

A vibrant denunciation of the deep madness of the war.. It is Poetry of Witness of the highest moral value. Thanks for sharing, Michael. Peace

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