Thursday, January 1, 2004

A Fantasy Comments

Rating: 3.9

I'll tell you something: every day
people are dying. And that's just the beginning.
Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,
new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,
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Savita Tyagi 08 February 2024

This is reality of life!

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MAHTAB BANGALEE 08 February 2023

But it's her only hope, the wish to move backward.~it's just hope to come back to the first everything; beautiful fantasy poem; great to read

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Kumarmani Mahakul 06 February 2023

tells them what to do next, which might mean.....birth and date is natural process. A beautiful poem is nicely executed.

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Chinedu Dike 03 August 2021

Powerfully and moving brought forth. A masterful creation.

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Gangadharan Nair Pulingat 03 November 2020

This is a great poem about the death of dear ones and their grieving family members. The emotion in the situation is truly said by the great poet and likes.

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John W. Allen 31 October 2020

I recently lost my best friend, my companion and my wife. I am a widower who feels exactly as the widow in this poem. I must accept condolences but want to be alone with feeling my wife's memory and her presence in the home we shared together.

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Balabhadra Tripathy 21 October 2020

A very powerful poem. Emotionally touching. It is about sad occasion which is very much real.

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Vinicio 17 October 2020

Beautiful, moving, thank you for planting poetry in the garden of life

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Noushin 13 October 2020

And if the love had ruined years before death happened

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Imran safvi 10 October 2020

A hear touching imaginations sketching a widows emotions and thoughts

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Bailey SW 08 October 2020

The poem echo with my heart Reminds me of the whole process of mourning. It’s so authentic Thx

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P A Noushad 08 October 2020

Excellent

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P Merrick 08 October 2020

The beginning of grief . exactly

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Alex Sarich 27 July 2020

I like it. she is very real when she writes.

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Mahtab Bangalee 25 July 2019

this poem truly opens the closed door of mind/// brilliant words, brilliant work

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Chinedu Dike 19 April 2015

The state of minds newly bereaved windows well depicted in the poem. A nice piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned with insight. Thanks for sharing.

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Walterrean Salley 06 November 2014

Face to face with life and reality. Thanks.

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Daniel Brick 06 November 2014

I agree with Sunprincess - the title does not fit the poem. Louise Gluck is one of very favorite poets. I have followed her poetic career since the volume THE TRIUMPH OF ACHILLES published in 1985. I cannot find any dimension of this poem that suggests fantasy. It seems all of the characters Louise Gluck identifies are confronting the reality of of death. Even at the end the widow's memories going back to the first kiss relate to actual events. If someone would argue the title is meant ironic, I cannot see any benefit to the poem from such irony. So I'm with you on this one, Sunprincess; it's puzzling.

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Deepak Kumar Pattanayak 06 November 2014

Very insightful and the very truth spelt out in a very poignant way........outstanding

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