I came back to revisit this: I came back to revisit this poem, and still find the second stanza both incredibly powerful, and as fresh as if you had written it yesterday.
Thanks to all who have read: Thanks to all who have read and left comments. I always welcome any side, any view. for what can we not learn if we can not disuss.
Thank you again
I think this experience is: I think this experience is universal to many Poets. Over two thousand years ago, and several decades before the advent of Christ, the Roman poet Vergil predicted the coming of a child that would be both divine and human; yet Vergil apparently had no knowledge of Hebrew prophecy. This gift of discernment is part and parcel of being a Poet.
Thank you kindly Patriciajj.: Thank you kindly Patriciajj. The two events brought two overarching emotions together and produced a sentiment and memory that will last for the remainder of my days.
Thank you very much for your: Thank you very much for your comment and response to the poem. As alwaus, your words inspire me to continue forward with this sequence.
Thank you Wordman, glad you: Thank you Wordman, glad you have felt it too. I wonder if it's because poetry writers seem to be more in touch with our senses
and we pick up on things others miss.
The opulent charm and the: The opulent charm and the fleeting fragility of this botanical event was reflected, flawlessly, in your wonderfully symbolic tribute to your father. This praise-worthy creation speaks not only of the transience of life and the pain of separation, but of the promise of renewal. One word especially triumphs: "lit".
An incredibly moving masterpiece.
You can roll out prose that: You can roll out prose that is so sleek, rich and evocative that I'm entranced no matter what the subject is, but here you really drew me into a pivotal moment, a highly significant and emotional haircut that was the end of one lifestyle and the reluctant beginning of another.
The ordinary becomes extraordinary in your phenomenal imagination.
So much more than an ordinary: So much more than an ordinary love poem. You reached far beyond the surface of things and observed the interconnectedness of humanity and the cosmos, and within this vision of the unified field, you stitched together a wonder: the creation of a living miracle, both primal matter "like to that of which the iridescent stars coalesce" and the breath of God.
Then with awe and a sense of great privilege, you eloquently marveled at an unrivaled invitation, a "love that he will constellate".
A deeply moving and luxurious monument.
The last line of your essay: The last line of your essay declaring the innkeeper innocent gave me pause for thought. I think our country is divided by three separate thought processes: 1) He is innocent because of who he is; 2) He is guilty because of who he is (I applaud this one, but admit it is not realistic) 3) he has been accused; evidence has been presented sufficiently to convince a grand jury to indite, and now he should stand trial, because he is no more above that than any other American citizen. I suspect many people, more than you might care to estimate, hold to the second assertion.
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