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With this very classical: With this very classical poem, you take a rightful place among those Poets---including Homer and Vergil---who have defined the existence of the Muses.  

It is a privilege to hear: It is a privilege to hear this but still not sure how many voices would agree.  The only consolation is that though most if not all these wonders have no physical remains left, just like poems, they live on in hearts and souls and a select few in curricula around the world. Thank you, most humbly, S74r5p4r3d RBK

Thank you dear Patricia. I am: Thank you dear Patricia. I am most appreciative of these words, these thoughts that adorn the poetic process.

Each member of the cosmic: Each member of the cosmic chorus, unique and yet one, sang with the expansive perspective, thundering realness and personal passion of themselves as well as the Source of all Creation.    Each voice was more mind-bending and gripping than the next and you culminated the symphony with an ethereal Love that cut deep . . . astonished me with raw Truth. The emotional aftermath was almost too beautiful to bear.    Bravo, maestro!   

After setting a stage so: After setting a stage so sumptuous with meaning and calm, we enter the adorable alchemy and furry mysticism of the feline realm. . . and learn what authentic living is.    A masterclass in ultra innovative metaphors and evocative imagery and sage messaging and, oh hell, everything that the best of the best poetry should be!    Take a bow, ninja Poet! 

You drilled deep with such: You drilled deep with such vision, wisdom and precision that I consider this an expansion of my thoughts—a poetic follow up and therefore the highest praise.    Thank you for your gift.    Retired now, I no longer chase the almighty dollar, but I do have family responsibilities and personal endeavors that keep me very preoccupied and less motivated to read and write poetry. That’s why I’m not around much, but I do intend to return to your page when I get a chance and read your latest wonders.    You have the gift, and I would be a poorer soul if I missed your poetic sorcery in the distraction of mundane living.    Stay inspired, Mage of Words.   

“What Is the Night Without: “What Is the Night Without You?” is a celestial elegy to longing: where starlight, moonlight, and wind become metaphors for love’s absence and memory’s weight. The speaker transforms yearning into sacred ritual, elevating missing someone into a kind of cosmic prayer. Through lines steeped in devotion and ache, the poem doesn’t just describe distance; it embodies it, making the night sky itself ache with what could have been. It’s tender, timeless, and lit from within by the dream of one kiss that might redeem all the stars.